 I go through coffee pots frequently, but when they break, they're pretty much done. Yeah. But for some reason, I can't cross that hump from done to the garbage can. So they go on a shelf. Maybe I save the carafe. Maybe the carafe will come useful. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know my thinking. Not long ago, I went to grab my golf bag. I was going to the driving range and just hit some balls, see if I could...