I worked at a soft-serve ice cream shop back in high school. I have fond memories of that machine. It was scary at first. But once I got the hang of it I could pull cones at top speed.
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I was looking right at the real ice cream. It was within reach! But somehow I turned my head at the last second and grabbed the on on the shelf below. How can I ever trust myself again?!
Recently I decided to eat some ice cream but the house was really chilly. So I put on my biggest winter coat and hat. As I sat there eating I realized I should pull the shades so people walking by couldn’t see how ridiculous I was.
Many years ago people would take on the name of their profession. We don’t do that anymore but sometimes they batch up anyway. A recent favorite was a dentist named “Dr. Pain”.
“Oops, I sneezed into this fresh bag of Cheetos! I guess that means they are all mine now!”
“Don’t go near the Doritos either!”
“Daddy, get down here right now!”
“No thanks, I really have a great view from up here.”
“I’m going to tell mommy!”
“Oh please do! I love seeing her laugh and smile!”
*phew* “Finally made it through that last carton of chocolate ice cream. I probably should have just thrown it out. I don’t even like chocolate ice cream. It was buy one get one free though… good deal.”
If your tongue suddenly feels fuzzy you have a ghost cat’s tail in your mouth.
If you feel pins and needles in your feet you are walking over a porcupine’s grave.
If you suddenly feel warm that’s because you are on fire.
I saw Klondike Bar commercials for years before I first tasted one. It was a little bit of a letdown. A square of vanilla ice cream with a very thin hard chocolate shell. I has already been introduced to complicated ice cream sundaes at this point. Multiple fruits and sauces and nuts and whipped cream. The Klondike Bar is much more basic.