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I have had many pleasant wintry experiences, but never have I had one while lacking the actual winter part. It all starts with a craving ladies and gentlemen. Slowly, this craving grows over time until unbearable. Maybe it was because I was hoping for sub-zero conditions or perhaps it was because I was simply craving ice cream. One shall never know the solution to the mystery. My friend Brian and I embarked on a quest nearly unimaginable to a normal person. We were on a mission. This mission was so dangerous we just had to complete it in the late afternoon as to not get shot. The two of us scampered across state lines to come across the holiest of all holy grails: A Carvel Ice Cream Store. As the sign came into view, the pace quickened. We entered the fine establishment and proceeded to select the tastiest of all cakes. After doing so, I was enticed into decorating the little round of joy. Finally, with cake in hand, we merrily pranced the whole way home. We reached our destination and split that puppy right down the middle. That, my friends, was the most elegant dinner I've had in a long time. Ah, the things people do for ice cream. |
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