 Oh, Gary, no. What's wrong? The bunting's sagging here. Sagging? Nail it down right there. Okay, Dad. Ow! Ow! I hit myself. Stop, Gary. I hit myself. You can't whine and cry about all of life's little mishaps. There's Gerald. What's the family? iPhone. But he gave me the firecracker. Oh, look, Gerald's lighting some up.