 I put together the sippy cups and warm milky and Joey getting ready for night-night and it's 7 o'clock and Joey doesn't get up until 9 in the morning and Joey has less than one event on his calendar a day and all of these things. Here's liberal Joe flipping and flopping and flailing on Joe's cognitive abilities. By the way, just a couple of weeks apart. He's saying, oh, he's great. He's terrific. If you don't agree with him, you're an idiot.