Yesterday I wanted to get smirnoff and beer to drink for MLK night since I had leftover BBQ. I waited until after 12 since it was Sunday. I ran into my father who said to go in and say high to grandma. I didn't want to tell her I was getting alcohol. So this is how it went:
Grandmother: Where are you off to?
ME: Oh, just around the corner to the store to pick up a few things, grocery, some food for lunch, yah know.
Grandmother: To get what?
Me: Oh, just a couple of things, Imma little thirsty, yah know...
Grandmother: Oh, you thirsty huh?
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