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Remember
when you were a kid and the ice cream man would come around?
Usually it was someone freshly released from jail. Always,
but always, covered in tattoos (mostly done by hand and by
his hand at that!) grease and a wreath of blue smoke that
circled him and wrapped around his head like some ghostly
turban. That stank. Remember that? And remember the time that
he wanted to show you some special pictures from Sweden? um....never
mind....
So anyway.
These cuties are ok. The ice cream is nice and chocolatey,
a little soft, but then so is my brain. The cookies are the
best part of the treat if you ask me.
You know
you had the same ice cream guy. Admit it. Or maybe it was
his cousin or bookie or something.
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idiot
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it has... |
Then... |
| 1
Idiot |
Buy
it if you want. Don't yell at us when your lips
fall off and your dog pees on your leg. |
| 2
Idiots |
Beats
truck stop swill, but not by much. |
| 3
Idiots |
Eat
it already. It's not gonna kill ya. |
| 4
Idiots |
More
fun than a pack of Swedish chefs on a sugar high.
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| 5
Idiots |
Drop
what you're doing and partake of this item. The
wisdom of the world will be yours. Nirvana at last.
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