Whoever it is that has been driving the ice cream truck past our house over the last 2 months needs to either
- Stop it – OR
- Pause long enough for me to actually make it to the truck to buy something
Today he stopped long enough for me to grab some money and make it outside, before he decided to drive off around the corner again. So Mr Frosty, or Mr Whippy, or Mr Freeze, or whoever you are, cut it the hell out.
Kōrerorero 