 Only in his hometown, in his own home, is the prophet without honor. Yeah, whatever. Cousin Jesus, let me hold. Fired it off. But I just love the cousins. You know, you're going to have them cousins everywhere. That's Mary's boy over here. Right. Jesus, can you make me another chair? My neck, Jesus. I've been hearing what you're doing around here. Let me see what you got. My neck. Just disrespectful.