 And I know what you're thinking. Oh, damn, we should take it. We'll humiliate him further. What's the point? Then he drops out. Then all of a sudden there's some like, oh, medical emergency. I don't know. It looks like he's going to fall off the stage now. He's waving to Robert Byrd. Robert Byrd's dead. The exalted cyclops of the Ku Klux Klan. He's gone, Joe. You eulogize him. I was there, remember? I was working that day. Dr. Jill's waving for him now. She's got to go do surgery.