 The white party. Your egg fromen? The sausage sheen? Yes. That was this weekend, and one day we'll get the invite. Honestly, it makes me want to karate kick everybody that was there. There's a part of me that's envious, and I'm like, you know, F all these pretentious a-holes. But at the same time, there's a part of me. It's like any award show, Rich, where everyone's there just stroking each other. I'd rather take my kid to a water park.