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My wife would beat me to the curb, shouting “ice cream man!” as she ran.
Damn you reminded me of the Family Frost trucks, nothing beated hearing that music getting closer in a hot summer day
My wife would beat me to the curb, shouting “ice cream man!” as she ran.
Damn you reminded me of the Family Frost trucks, nothing beated hearing that music getting closer in a hot summer day
