What up? Yeah, I just want to give a quick a preach to Ray Gunn, the Australian break dancer. You know, oftentimes during the Olympic season, I can feel like an inferior knob. I’ll think I’m a genetic marvel and then I’ll be like, oh damn, I didn’t realize all the French have hammers. But then Ray Gunn steps out onto the Olympian D floor and busts out a sleepy T-Rex and I’m like, oh my God. He’s showing us all that with full confidence and zero self-awareness, you too can become an Olympian. So, massive a preach to Ray Gunn. What up?