Mack: Do you want an ‘orange dream’?

Me: What is that?

Mack: You know, the blended alcohol drink.

Me: Ummmmm, sure. But you realize if I do I won’t be able to drive for awhile [let it be known it takes me a long time to sober up]

Mack: That’s fine. I’ll drive your car.

Me: Why my car?

Mack: Um, hello? Fuel? Your car needs it?

Me: Nah, I filled up my car $15 and that put me at half a tank.

Mack: …. f*ck you.