Saturday, October 7, 2006

I hate the ice cream man

Every weekend while I struggle to get my ass out of bed after a night on the town that dam ice cream man comes by. I think there is a conspiracy. Every time I hear the bell I try to grab some shoes or sandles, were talking 10 to 15 seconds at the most and by that time the ice cream man is halfway down the street. Sometimes they will come by three times a day. I'm not going to go running down the street running like a mad man waving my arms. I wonder if they actually want to sell any ice cream.... It might be a covert marketing ploy by drug stores...

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