No, no, it's a problem when you lose a bunch of weight, your pants fall off. Fifty-five pounds he's lost. Want to lose 55 pounds of ugly fat? Cut off your head. No. I want to ask you a question. Oh, God. Yeah, I got to. I'm sure you do. Yeah, I do. I absolutely do. Strange things really weird you out, don't they? Yes. This is weird. Well, look. Don't you think that it would be a great idea to have a law that says you can't have control of nuclear weapons unless you can pronounce the word nuclear? I just... I'm sorry. I can't help myself. Nuclear. Sarah Palin says it too. Nuclear. We don't mind who you vote for as long as you vote. Yeah. Although... Couldn't resist, could you? No. Yeah, just play music. We often, throughout our 40-year history, have had responses like that. And I say, if you come to a Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young concert, you've got to expect something. Or any one of us. Homeward through the hay. One, two. One, two, three. It's my first rain of winter. It's my first fall from grace. My first hollow echo in the halls of grace. I say, how could Sampson? I thought he was blind as a bat. How could he tear down the temple like that? How could little Caesar? How could he know where of his foe? And all of his wheelin' and dealin' were turnin' him to a joke. And the blind link the blind. And I am amazed how they stumbled. Homeward through the hay. I got the soul of a ragpicker. I got the mind of a slug. And I keep sleepin' problems under my rug. And all of my fine, my fine, say with a friend. I'll have no more time to think every minute. And the blind link the blind. And I am amazed how they stumbled. Homeward through the hay. Homeward through the hay. And all of my fine, my fine, say with a friend. And the blind link the blind. And I am amazed how they stumbled. Homeward through the hay.