 Like you would do a drive-thru, you know. Give me a number five with a large fry and a large Diet Coke. Not me, brother. Amen. No, sir, I hate diet. Amen. I just about soon croak and drink a Diet Coke, Pepsi, or anything. I don't even like Pepsi. Thank God. Amen. God is not a drive-thru.