Threat on biscuits

So my little brother has been alleging me of always bringing biscuits when I go home from my travellings.

"lu biskuit mulu bawanya!"

I asked him what he wants from France. He said the French's national footbal team's uniform. I offered to instead bring him some delicious macarons, fresh from Paris.

He threatened to not pick me up.

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Sometimes I really feel the love.