So, my mom started the ol trick of telling the girls that when the ice cream man was playing music he was actually out of ice cream. I am fine with anything that keeps the girls away from the ice cream truck. I think it is weird really. "Don't take candy from strangers. Except for this stranger. He is in a van, looks as creepy as the other guys, but this one guy you can eat food from." Weird America. Weird.
Anyway. There is an ice cream guy that goes by every night at about 5pm. I supported the story that he was out of ice cream and just going home to eat dinner.
B thought a minute and then told me. "You know, that really isn't a good plan. He is only dissapointing people with his music. He should save some music for when he has ice cream. That would be a better plan. Yep."
I think she is on to something.
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