I cannot hold my liquor.

I dipped my finger in a jar of apple pie moonshine, licked it, and am feeling slightly buzzed. What do?

 

Give it to me.

 

Why do you want my finger?

 

I meant the liquor. Besides, you've got 9 more fingers, dontcha?

 

No can do. Mum's sipping it for her annual night of drinking as we speak.

Six, actually. At least as of last week.