Okay, this Ice Cream Truck guy is starting to scare me.
I went to pick Max up from daycare down the street, and just as I was opening the door to step outside with him, along came those eerie siren song sounds of the big white truck.
This guy always seems to have a bead on when I'll be outside with Max. Eerie. Clearly, a professional of his craft, I've had to build the Ice Cream Truck into my monthly budgets for summer...
Upon hearing the ding-a-ling song, Max immediately went nuts and insisted we chase the guy down - is there a safety issue here? Feels dangerous, small kids chasing trucks down streets, isn't there a horror movie about this or is it just my nightmares?
Of course, I had no money, just having walked down a few houses to get him, so now I'm amazingly indebted to the Ice Cream Man, who gave Max a free swirly popsicle thingee.
Damn, I hate it when people are nice like that. Good business, bahhhh.
Posted by BilFish at May 4, 2004 10:11 AM