"Brick...What is this?"
The mountain of muscle scratched the top of his bald head while staring at me.
"We have a saying, nothing is stronger than a brick shit house. So, If nothing is stronger than a shit house made of bricks, then how strong is one of those bricks alone?"
Brick put his finger to his chest and tapped it with a goofy grin.
"You know I like you, Brick is good. A bit of a backhanded compliment, but it was worded so that I can hardly fault you for the joke, HAHA! I know what you mean, and we will go, come," Brick said, waving me to follow.
I nodded to Brick, but I turned back around to my friends.
"I'll be back, I just want to go have some fun with this guy, but I don't want to…" I tried to say, but they all laughed at me and pushed me back around, and followed me as I started to jog to catch up.