Ryes over rum.
None, they prefer to live in the dark.
Because, they prefer to get bombed at home.
Park in it, of course.
They have no function.
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Cat: Shot of rum. Bartender pours it Cat slowly pushes it off the bar Cat: Another.
Tender: I usually like rum in Diet Coke. Man: how do you get a Roman in a Diet Coke Tender: *facepalm*