I annoyed my brother into going to see a cardiologist because his cholesterol levels weren't great. We had this conversation today afterwards:
me: "Hey, did you go to the doctor? What did she say?"
my brother: "She said that I should eat better and exercise and we will repeat the labs in 3 months. If there's no improvement, she's going to put me on medication."
me: "Great! We should start walking together again."
I notice that he's melting a ton of butter in a pan.
me: "What are you doing?"
my brother: "Oh, I'm making brownies. The special pan I ordered to bake it in arrived today."
me: "Gui."
my brother: "hm?"
me: "Your cardiologist threatened you with cholesterol medication at 25 years old if you don't improve your habits, then you came home and immediately started baking brownies?"
my brother: "yup."















