So, a couple of, well, I guess, many years ago now,

we were having a birthday party for my daughter when she was quite young.

We had a woman over doing face painting, all kinds of cool stuff,

and it was just a blast, and kids were running all over the place.

This was at the age when you could just basically hunch up your shoulders, go,

and chase children around the house, and they just completely scream and hide,

and then occasionally we'll just turn and whack you in the thigh.

But that's all right.

So, the power went out, there was this ice storm, this power went out,

and the woman who was doing the face painting was very pregnant,

and my wife said, listen, you should go, I mean,

and she's like, no, no, I'm here.

So, she ended up doing the kids face painting by the flashlight from a cell phone,

and it was quite a blast.

And then, yeah, it was a very, very memorable party.

Disasters make memories.

It's just a simple fact.

You went through Andrew Category 5, you left and never went back?

You were in South Georgia?

Quite sweaty yesterday?

I assume it's referring to you, not me.

Oh, look.

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