My mother: What do you want for your birthday dinner? (family tradition)
My brother: Meat.
My mother: What kind of meat?
My brother: All the meats.
My mother: What else would you like with it?
My brother: More meat.
My brother, ladies and gentlemen.
(you'll notice I snuck in some bread a roasted beetroot. Brother was not impressed)
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