Barb and I sat in our apartment, minding our own business, when we heard our favorite childhood song. “Do your ears hang low?” The ice cream man is here! But we quickly lost our sense of home, when we saw this outside:
Two ice cream trucks. Yes two. Playing the same music, just a few seconds off from each other. Our minds were blown.
WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH THIS STREET WE LIVE ON????
But we love our ghetto apartment…and our awesome neighbors who live it with us š
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Okay...the rest of the story:
Ice cream truck #2 parks parallel to #1 and stops music. Driver of #2 hops out and runs across the street, grabs driver #1 and pulls him into the street. All traffic stops. Ashley runs to get a closer look. As tensions rise, Roger the Rooster flies into truck #2 and begins to throw cones out the window. Driver #2 turns to see how this was happening -- giving driver #1 the chance to leap back into his truck and drive away. Never to be seen from again. All is well again in LA Ghetto Land...thanks to Roger the Rooster.
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