 Yeah, I think so. I remember one time that I made sure my brother didn't get into a fight. Well, not really get into a fight. He was a seventh grader. I was a senior, and there was a kid that was a junior or something. A little bit of a bully? No, not so much that. Jory was being a smart aleck, and he was going to get himself in trouble. And I told the older kid, not now. We've got to get going or whatever. And then I chewed Jory's butt in the truck and said, don't be doing that because I'm not always going to be there to protect you. Because there was...