We didn’t have hardly any commercials — regular commercials like Procter & Gamble or Budweiser or Coca-Cola. They didn’t buy us because we weren’t — for the most part, they wouldn’t buy us because we didn’t have ratings and we were too small. But we were able to sell records and tapes and Crazy Glue and things like that. People would mail — usually they would mail a check for $19.95 in, plus shipping and handling. What I would do is to see where they came from, and I would separate the letters. The letters from Atlanta would go here, and the letters from outside of Atlanta would go over here, and if I got 100 letters in Atlanta and I got 200 outside of Atlanta, I figured the audience was twice as big outside of Atlanta as it was inside of Atlanta. While I was going through these letters — I swear to God, this is the truth — it turns out that about one out of ten letters — the Post Office department was real sloppy, and they wouldn’t stamp them. You know? It was a used postage stamp. So I would tear those postage stamps off, and we’d use them again on our outgoing mail to save money. The Chairman of the Board was up there pulling the stamps off the letters. That’s a funny story, isn’t it?