 And I'm like, what? Dad, are you okay? And it has to do with baby carrots. Baby carrots? He tells a lot, by the way. I know. That's exactly what I told him. He couldn't no more say baby carrot until I said, Greg tears him up. Oh, I was tearing him up last night. Well, he loves him some baby carrots. I agree. But he bit down on one and went, uh-oh. He thought he had cracked his tooth or done something to his tooth.