 If I didn't laugh, I would cry. Is it one of those Sky, the sweet tea moments? Or the other day when you busted your fanny and you just laid there? Just laid there. And just laid there and you're like, okay, God, I get it. I'm kind of done. Like normally, I jump up and yell and scream and laugh at myself, but I got nothing left. See if he's going to have the tree fall on me next. Laughter.