 Now, the answer could be I can talk about whatever I want to. That's not fair. Although I always enjoyed when we'd have a substitute gym teacher come in. Yeah, because it was so hard to be the PE teacher in 1982. And, of course, unruly, sugar-laden kids, because in the 80s our parents were laissez-faire and didn't care about the crap we ate, are running around not listening to this dude. And I remember his name was Mr. Ganey. He claimed to be...