Little Brothers

My three little brothers were sitting around, debating who to call over to play basketball with them. It had to be someone within walking distance with a decent shot. 

Noah: We could call Jake.

Cole: He wouldn't want to play. 

Jackson: and he sucks. 

(pause)

Noah: I know! Nate Ward! 

Jackson: Yeah! 

(Noah runs over to the phone)

Cole: No! Nate Ward is a cry baby. 

Noah: No he's not---ok maybe he is, but he's just as bad as Jackson.

Jackson: What?