Go To The Gym Or Get (The) Fat

(I’m cooking stew and talking to my boyfriend. He wants to go to they gym but he doesn’t really WANT to go to the gym so he’s stalling. He starts talking about how it’s ridiculous that he just keeps talking about not leaving, to delay leaving, because he doesn’t really want to go, even though he does.)

Me: “I can help with that. See how much fat I’ve skimmed out of the stew?” *holds up mug 2/3 full of congealing fat*

Boyfriend: “Yeah?”

Me: “Do you want to eat the fat?”

Boyfriend: “…no?”

Me: “Eat the fat or go to the gym. If you don’t go to the gym, you eat the fat.”

Boyfriend: *grabs his bag and runs out the door* “KAY I’M LEAVING NOW LOVE YOU BYE!”