So fun
There's something about THIS sound, that sucks me in every... single... time.
I was in the middle of watering the back flowers tonight *ho hum* when I heard him coming up the side street. And I literally could not drop the hose fast enough to run up front and see him pass. I was all smiley, and giggly, shifting from foot to foot...
But I felt so sad for him when no one came out to buy anything. Damn ice cream guilt. I imagine the truck is like my dad, when he asks if I want to go for Baskin and Robin's after dinner, and I'm trying to be good, so I say "no thank you", and have an apple instead. He gets all crest fallen, and "oh... okay... no no... it's alright... I understand..." Eventually I end up going and getting a double scoop of mint chocolate chip because of that damn ice cream guilt...
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Baskin AND Robbins? I think not my friend. The name you're looking for is Baskin Robbins. I have to say, I expected more from you...
-New Mommy
I feel so ashamed.
Never turn down a parent when they want to treat you! You'll break their heart and end up setting a precedent and they won't ever take you out for ice cream again.
I wish we still had ice cream trucks out here. Man, I miss Dickie Dee.
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