Ishcabittle
Well-known member
There is an ice cream truck parked outside my house right now with no one in it, locked, engine running.
That's the end of the story, at least until the cops come.
Here's what I witnessed:
Ice cream truck pulls up into the dead center of a four way stop and sits there. Two kids run up and buy ice cream... and a cop car comes down the one way stop, and as it can get around the bloody great ice cream truck, it pops it's lights, and a blonde, female cop hops out in a hurry.
She's around the truck in a flash, stops the driver from jumping out, and points to the windshield dash.
"It that crack!?" she screamed.
Driver shrugs, she drags him out, throws him forcibly into the back seat of the cop car (PMS, obviously) and storms around the ice cream truck, looking really pissed off. Satisfied, she closed the door, got back in her car, and screamed off.
Now the question that's on my mind is, "Should I go and get some free ice cream?"
That's the end of the story, at least until the cops come.
Here's what I witnessed:
Ice cream truck pulls up into the dead center of a four way stop and sits there. Two kids run up and buy ice cream... and a cop car comes down the one way stop, and as it can get around the bloody great ice cream truck, it pops it's lights, and a blonde, female cop hops out in a hurry.
She's around the truck in a flash, stops the driver from jumping out, and points to the windshield dash.
"It that crack!?" she screamed.
Driver shrugs, she drags him out, throws him forcibly into the back seat of the cop car (PMS, obviously) and storms around the ice cream truck, looking really pissed off. Satisfied, she closed the door, got back in her car, and screamed off.
Now the question that's on my mind is, "Should I go and get some free ice cream?"