Mint is your mother; she’s morbidly obese and gluttonous, she especially loves mint-flavored things. She calls you into her room, which is covered in various empty food containers. “Huff… Please be a good boy and hand momma more of that… huff delicious milk! UURRRRPPPP!” The milk she’s referring to is a gallon of mint flavored milk, where she found it is unknown to you.