The Bird Show.

Alright, let's go back to elementary school here for just a couple of seconds here, or even like kindergarten or pre-K, right? There was something really special about picture day. Yeah. Remember, man? Yeah, you had to make sure that you had your whole outfit picked out. It was going to be the right shirt. Yeah. You got to leave class to go take your picture, which that was always fun. Yeah. I mean, and your parents used to put pressure on you back in the day to look good.

I mean, that... And you got to leave class to go take your picture, which that was always fun. Yeah.

I mean, and your parents used to put pressure on you back in the day to look good. I mean, that is going to be your legacy from kindergarten or whatever. There's way more pressure now for kids with this photo, and we'll tell you why in a second. You remember Picture Day? Because it was only a couple years ago for you. Oh, I had a horrible experience on Picture Day. an eighth grade, I went and got my hair cut before picture day because that's what you do. Uh-huh. And I told this lady I wanted layers in my hair and she thought layers starting at the top of your head. So I look like a poodle because the layers started as bangs all the way down my face. I wish I could see my hand motions, but it was layer, layer, layer, layer. I looked like a freaking poodle. So I had to pull my hair back in a clip for my eighth grade picture. It was miserable. And that's when it's so important to a girl in the eighth grade, I don't think that there's a whole lot more important than your hair and your social standing.

Right.

So that is horrifying. Scard for life. I'm not even kidding, scarred. Yeah, it's one thing in the eighth grade when you're like self-conscious about it. But when you get down to like the pre-K or kindergarten or elementary school, you don't care. I mean, you're showing up. You're getting your picture taking. Well, then it's about your, then it's about your mom and dad, which is what you're going to talk about with this thing.

It's about mom and dad making sure in second grade because they're going to be giving, that's when you get one five by seven for you. And four hundred for grandma and grandpa. One for other grandma and grandpa. And then a deck of card size single wallet pictures.

And they're handing them out to people on the streets.

Like when you go to Vegas and they're giving you the hooker things, same thing.

Your parents are out on the streets with the little wallet size one by two pictures.

The little white trims all around.

And there's always an inevitably missing tooth.

Yeah, which was cool.

And the concentration on mom's face when she had to cut the wallet size ones apart.

Because she did not want to waste.

That's true.

At least I know Donna.

Not even a centimeter, man.

I know Donna wanted to be right down the middle of that white space in between.

And God forbid, they accidentally slip

and damage one of those pictures, and, you know, that'll cost him 11 cents.

The thing that used to be endearing about him, at least when you look back at them, though,

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