Truepenny
Ice-cream trucks were not a part of my childhood. Possibly this is why I find them hostile rather than charming. But I can tell you one thing. If it was my job to drive that thing around all day while it played the first four lines of "Pop Goes the Weasel" over and OVER AND OVER, I would be a gibbering lunatic inside of a week.
Stark. Barking. Mad.
::listens apprehensively::
... I think it's gone.
Which means, of course, because I watch horror movies, too, that it's IN THE CLOSET! AIEEEE!!!
Stark. Barking. Mad.
::listens apprehensively::
... I think it's gone.
Which means, of course, because I watch horror movies, too, that it's IN THE CLOSET! AIEEEE!!!
