Good stories Pizza. I don't think I could work in that business but it has interested me. I Never thought to ask the questions Dickie just did or ever had someone to ask them to. I will never forget when I was a kid and my pop died he was real skinny from cancer. And I was real young but was real close to him. So my parents let me decide and I went to the wake. So when I went up to the coffin at the viewing I touched his leg and i didn't know what it was. I guess it was something like cardboard to fill out his legs because he was so skinny but it scared the shit out of me when I was 7. I thought he had no legs or something.