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Maybe it started last year
It was my birthday, i picked up 2 half gallons of ice cream (i had a coupon for two) for the little celebration just after my actual birthday. We were busy earlier.
I got to the register with my selection, and several people made small talk with me, mostly older folk. Not many others are out on a thursday at four. They wanted to know the name, i told em it was grasshopper. It was, mint ice cream and chocolate cookie bits. The other was Neapolitan. (I chose quickly, i was nervous)
And i get back to my car, a little surprised at how others treated me. As i approached the corner i crashed at last week, and look at the plastic bag beside me i realize something
I don't really like these flavors.