If you breathe air and have some sort of influence over a person who has less experience at it than you, get them and yourself to a local small town ice-cream place FAST and enjoy a messy and unhealthy dairy concoction that gets pooped out of a metal machine.
Summer is fading fast, and if you don't do this soon, another warm night and season will slip through your hands and you will be in a rest-home some day complaining about not enjoying life more. And while your at it, smile at the kid with acne behind the counter and tell him nobody puts the curl on top quite as good as he does.
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I always secretly wished to be the person behind the counter putting the curl on top.
OK, you win! Dad of the Year goes to ... :-)
I was once the girl behind the counter trying to make the perfect curl. Now one of my favorite things to do is take my kids down the road for a day at the Indian Ocean and an ice cream cone. Maybe it's time I taught the guy behind the counter how to make that perfect curl!
every day, we would go to the DQ in corpus Christi, Texas...it cost a nickel then.
"pooped out of a machine."
I'm done with soft serve for the season. Pretty sure.
Jason, you were always a guy I could count on to make me smile and laugh, and it makes me smile to see you have never lost that ability, honed it even, perfected it into an art that spreads joy to family and friends and strangers alike. I miss ya, man! Your kids areblessed to have you as their Dad, of that I have no doubt.
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