I remember the time the ice cream truck came by and your mother bought a delicate ice cream bar and I got a bomb pop because it was the biggest thing they had. We traded to take bites of each others and, of course, half of hers fell on the ground when I bit into it. The bomb pop survived, but I could not enjoy it because I had ruined your mom’s and she would not take mine as a replacement. I’ve never had a bomb pop since — isn’t that dramatic?
I laughed out loud as well–I remember so well the large bob pop and your reasoning/choice. You should go ahead and have another! They’re yummy, but smaller than before!
I remember the time the ice cream truck came by and your mother bought a delicate ice cream bar and I got a bomb pop because it was the biggest thing they had. We traded to take bites of each others and, of course, half of hers fell on the ground when I bit into it. The bomb pop survived, but I could not enjoy it because I had ruined your mom’s and she would not take mine as a replacement. I’ve never had a bomb pop since — isn’t that dramatic?
I laughed out loud as well–I remember so well the large bob pop and your reasoning/choice. You should go ahead and have another! They’re yummy, but smaller than before!
This just made me laugh so hard–everything about this is so Dual Personalities.