this is the story of how i ended up with the gumball-eyed batman on a stick.
even though that ice cream truck haunts my sunday afternoon nap every. week. we're powerless to its speaker-blowing, hip-hopped version of turkey in the straw, drawing us in like a siren. the boys are on a mission to single-handedly commission this truck's business with their little cup of change, which is no easy feat at two bucks a pop.
ice cream truck song - andre nicatina
1 comment:
it's good to see that jonah took safety precautions while eating his ice cream.
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