 Whining. Oh, I can't. I won't. Never could. Never would. You know, my people, my daddy, my granddaddy, my great granddaddy, my whining. Oh, all I got is man. I'm on stake. And there's this whining and whining and whining and whining. And it says the anger of the Lord burns. Stop whining. I don't mean there aren't legitimate things to complain about. If something's wrong, it's wrong. But that's not whining.