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The Scene: My mama comes into my room holding a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream.
She: You want to drink Baileys?
Me: Er .Ok *follows her to the kitchen*
Me: *leans on the counter* Why are you offering me liqueur?
She: Of course, lah. At home only. Outside cannot.
A few moments after the drinks were ready..
She: Nah, here's the stirrer.
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