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Well, what you're failing to understand is, uh, we'd tell our son, well, our grandson, who used to be a blesser, but only $10 this way or the other. And I knew which eggs we were, so, and it was a race. Who gets the eggs, you know? I'd make sure I'd get to them eggs first, and then we'd sit down and open them up and pop, pop the money. I mean, really, it's sadistic in nature, you know, because grandpa's always going to get the money.