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 Then Mer and I went to the bar and Megan, a bartender who was drinking at the bar asked us, "Do you guys ever do Irish Car Bombs?" Uh, yes? Definitely fate. She taught us this new way where instead of Guinness you use Young's Double Chocolate Stout.