Elisa and Todd brought over these Good Humor Strawberry Shortcake Ice Cream Bars along with a half rotisserie chicken when we watched the Tebow documentary, Everything in Between.
I remember these. I hadn’t had one since middle school. I remember my friend Josh came over after school for the first time. We were renovating our house, turning the carport into a garage. There was a bunch of construction rubble in our driveway. He saw that and told me how he always thought my family was rich. I guess he assumed we always have rubble in our driveway and that meant we were poor? I asked him why he thought we were rich. He said he saw me buying one of these Strawberry Shortcake Ice Cream Bars at lunch. I think they were $1.75 or something. He saw me take a few bites and threw it away.Â I haven’t had one of these bars since.
See what happens (a rhetorical question).
Be a wonderful sharing bloke whose mere desire is to share your yummy with the nearest ant colony and leave thineself open to criticism.
I weep and sob openly at the callousness exhibited by thine “friend.”
Is he, perhaps, the type that expects orphans to toil for 12-hours at a stretch in mines, factories and fields?
I saunter back into the humble hovel; my decrepit shanty sheltering a Disgruntled Old Coot.
well said, Obbop.