Just a little humor from one of my favorite Meryl films (that's for you Sarah).
Anyways, I thought since the theme of this is whole sh-bang seems to be ice cream I would start off by pretty much telling my favorite story about the stuff.
So, for the past 27,900 times that I have gotten ice cream with my dad it is always the same. First, I order something with every topping, and then he orders a small vanilla cone. Then we go sit down and eat our ice cream. Mine starts melting all over the place, and he non-chalantly licks his like a pro. It's sort of freaking how he seems to have anti-melting force field around his cone ALL THE TIME. Anyways, about halfway through he says "You know, 80% of ice cream is consumed after 8 pm" (because we always eat it after 8)
You know what Dad, I did know that. And also, the number changes every single time. But I won't mention it, because what would be the point of getting that after dinner treat if I didn't also get that great factoid.
RENO!
ReplyDeleteHa. Thanks for the shout out! I'm really glad that you have this many thoughts about ice cream. That's probably why we're friends.
That's all.
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I'm so glad we have a place to share our thoughts now too! thanks for being my blogging buddy!
ReplyDeleteps. how can I get an anti melting forcefield???