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I know, right?! Me too. I remember being in Vegas a few years ago for a reunion. Our group stayed at the Golden Nugget and they have the zip line thing right there. I got grief because I didn't want to do it. You know, called a chicken because it's not that far off the ground. Peer pressure. I didn't cave though. Please I could kill myself tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. I almost did once on a walk with Roy. Story for another day. I didn't give a damn. I didn't want to end up crippled from something I didn't need to be doing in the first place. I am mostly risk averse.

You should have done it. Have to make some memories.

Maybe. But that ship has sailed. If I ever go back to Vegas again it won't be in the summer.