every evening at about 6:30 the ice cream truck rolls around. it plays an all-too slow version of "do your ears hang low", but you don't really notice it's that slow till you think about the words. it's also very unlike the ice cream truck that used to serve our neighborhood 'back in the day'. this one is more like a child-stalker brown van with
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Ice Creamed for it!
FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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Yeah... I often wonder that myself... when did it become so important to have red and black braided falls, the tattoos, the nice cloths, the collectables, the nice place to live, the nice .... well....everything!
Every thing has to be a certain way, or it's not good enough.
Often times, I think that we expect too grand a life for ourselves... simple can be such a wonderful thing... especialy when you find out that people still love you when you are not always "on stage"
And no... this was not a comment about you... this was completely a retrospective thought on myself...
ok.. now back to you... I think we should both be ice cream men... all gothed out... with spooky icecream.. and we can drive to the clubs and be all in leather and vinyl and bondage gear.... and and and... oh wait... we were talking about kids huh?
Ok.. how bout this then... I wana make the kids run for the truck like I had to when I was a kid!! hehehehe
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I just had a huge discussion about my finances and mortgage and money and money and more money. Sometimes I hate being a grown-up. But the fact that I still go to the store at midnight to buy ice cream and stay up late playing video games from time to time helps me get through it all . ;D
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