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Apple laughed. "Yeah, running is just... a waste of energy man, like you can get to the same place by walking," he took a sip from his flask. "Yeah! Skateboarding! And yoga, hiking, and climbing for me, but those you just take your time, none of that rushing nonsense," he said nodding.
"I don't think so Tate. I think the good ones like people for who they are like... inside and shit, not for like what they are... outside," he said drunkenly. "Athletes are douchebags because they're all... oooo look at my hot booooody," Apple said in a deeper voice, shimmying his shoulders to mock muscle head athletes.
He burst into giggles. "I don't know, some athletes are alright though. Like... like my brother is dumb as a box of rocks but he's a nice kid," he shrugged.
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