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Damon, Caleb, and myself were talking at work. We're going to go Ghost Hunting. Toward the middle of the conversation Caleb asked me if I could run fast. I told him that I was good for short sprints but in an endurance run I'd probably be fucked. He told me it'd be a good idea if I could run quickly (Damon and Caleb have gone before to a few places). Kevin (nicknamed "K-Weazy") heard only the last part of the conversation about running and jumped in with his own response of "I can't run fast at all. I look like I should run faster but my 12 year old brother runs faster than me." Caleb and I exchanged quick glances and both knew what the other was thinking.
K-Weazy is going with us.
K-Weazy is going with us.