Oct 24 2010
I'm near a dinner table, talking to my cousin A. He's acting strangely serious, and says that he's worried about my health and that we've gotta work on changing my food habits and cutting down some of the things I usually ate. I have no idea what he was talking, so I ask if he meant me not drinking sodas or something like that. "No, chocolate", he answers. He explains that I ate way too much chocolate, and that I had to gradually cut down my consumption - he visually demonstrated this by chopping away a bar of chocolate with a knife. I tell him that I didn't even eat chocolate daily, and when I did barely ate four or five little squares at a time, much less a whole bar. Still, he wouldn't listen.
