A text from my brother this morning reads...
"I am officially board certified. You can finally stop asking if I am a REAL doctor."
Oh, little brother. How sweetly optimistic.
I will believe you are a REAL doctor only after you pioneer a surgical technique to reattach the hair you amputated from my Barbies' heads in 1977.
Or buy me a Mercedes.
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Congrats to little brother!
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