 Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. It's overbalancing and disrupting everything. Distorting. It's disrupting my part. I bet it isn't. I'll show you. Where's my bag? Here. There you are. Distorting. Funny. I could have sworn it was disrupting. Never mind. I knew it was distorting. Why didn't you say so? Because you've already snapped my head off once this morning.