This evening was the second night in over a month that I have actually spent at the Bozarth’s house. The Bozarth’s (for the unwitting) are renting me a room, where in I sleep and make piles out of my mortal possessions. Anyhow, they informed me that the local “Baskin Robbins 31 Flavors” Ice cream shop was having a 31 cent ice cream scoop night. I of course went along!
On our first attempt the driver was disheartened by the amusement-park style line stretching down the sidewalk, but the second attempt was successful. Now, what would you have done in my place? Standing in line, I resolved my will. Clearly the only reasonable course is to take full advantage of this discount delicious ice cream opportunity! Clearly I must not choose one flavor! I must chose them all!
So I did…
There are actually 44 flavors.
I’ll let you know if any of them are less than delectable… but I doubt it.
When the flagrantly differing flavors meet and partially melt together because you spent to long in the car… That, my friends, is not delectable…
What did you do, freeze them all? (In which case, you are not only renting a room, you are renting freezer space!)