Suck junkies. So when I was 21 years old, I was in Las Vegas and I went to an EDM nightclub show by myself ended up meeting and befriending some guys that worked for the LA Lakers and they told me that some of the basketball players are going to be joining them later that night. They invited me to hang out at their VIP section at their table with them for the evening. And then, the basketball players came in. I didn't really know any of the basketball players, but whatever. So 1 of the basketball players met a world peace, also known as Will Arnett uh, he deemed me and 1 of the other gentlemen, his quote, unquote white boys, for the night. We parted we danced, we drank we hung out all evening. And at the very end of the night, he invited all of us to go back up to his Penthouse to keep the party going. When I walked in, I saw 10 of the most, beautiful women I've ever seen and the other Laker guy told me we need The hell out of there. If I didn't want to spend thousand dollars an hour for the women, Metta World, Peace, understood. He bought me a private Town Car to take me from the wind Hotel, back to the gold nugget and it was the craziest night of my life.