Eh, it’s the last piece of biscuit left in my jar.
I will say “Eh, how? Last one. No more 
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You will laugh and say “wah lau, so fat still eat so much!” , and will surrender all your biscuits to me.
Occasionally, you will ask me to spare you some of them.
This makes my favourite biscuits extra extra tasty.
I’ve finished one big jar of them, But why don’t they taste nice anymore?
My favourite biscuit doesn’t taste like my favourite biscuit anymore.
Eh, how? Last one. No more..
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