I'm dying, mommy

"Here, have some of this."

"Chai liqueur? No."

"Try it."

"You try it. What are you supposed to drink it with?"

"I dunno. You could probably put it in your chai, I guess."

At this point, the author makes a terrible, terrible mistake.

Epilogue:
I want to find the inventor of chai liqueur, stab him in the eyes, and send him back to hell.