 I don't know why I always say that. What were you fighting about? He was on my doorstep. He was trying to beat up my roommate. He was on my doorstep. He opened my door, and I slammed my doorstep. I go, look, you got to go. I ain't got no beef, but you got to go. And then he punched me in the face, and then I just looked him dead in the eye. Seriously, this is a true story. He punched me real hard in the face, and I just looked at him. He punched me in the face, and I just looked at him. I go...