My American cousin has blonde hair and blue eyes and is quite pretty. This morning I asked her to pick up 500g of mince on the way home, for Tea. Anyway, when I got home, I saw several bags of peppermint lollies sitting on the counter. She thought I meant Mints, not Mince, which is what you call ground beef. Needless to say, we had Pizza…delivered…again, for Tea.
Mints I have a funny story. When I once drove from Miami to LA on the border checkpoint before entering California an officer stopped me and asked if I had any mints. I thought he meant candies and I said no.