Let's get you out of those lows. Cover. Elliot, you take care of these guys and I'll throw all these other guys away. We gotta get these off. My friends. Weenies in trouble. I got to go. William Careful. Breakfast mud flap. This is mud flaps over. You're not going to. Believe it, Mr. Whitney just ran by me both side. Mr. Weenie, hurry. Hey, where's the fire, huh? Oh boy, there it is. Mr. Weenie, Mama's coming, baby. Hey Chet, lock up with you. I'm calling it a day, huh?