Today, in words.
So the girl really really wanted a double scoop ice cream cone but the ice cream man shook his head at her, and told her no, he could only give her one. The girl was sad, but thats okay she said, she'll just have one. 'Vanilla, please!' the ice cream man shook his head at her again, he only had Chocolate left. :/ The girl was slightly displeased now, but she shrugged it off. Naw, its okay. Chocolate is good too. You work with what you have. 'That's okay, i'll have chocolate then (:' So she got her ice cream and skipped lalala on her way back to her mom....
and tripped over a pebble slash banana skin and WHOOPS! She falls and the ice cream goes SPLAT!! Its gone. She sits there quietly just looking at the blot on the road.
Its just ice cream.
You don't cry over split milk. You don't cry over ice cream, hey, they have milk in them too? same family? So much pent up energy. Its just ice cream. The girl walks back to her mother.
'what happened to your ice cream?'
the girl shrugs. Just like that other time she found out Santa claus is actually a chinese man. ;) Anyway.
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