 I've lived officially on July 18th, 72 years on this earth. Well, happy birthday to you. That's right. I'll be by, I say. Wait a minute, Robert, you said, wait a minute, I'm sorry. Sorry to interrupt. How old? 72. Man, you don't look like it. You're well preserved, sir. I don't smoke and I don't drink. Lordy, do you cuss? No. Heavy smoking, heavy liquor.