It all started innocently enough. Someone, I don’t remember who, had had a craving for Ben and Jerry’s ice cream after our writing class. Twenty minutes later, there we were, standing in front of the half-empty freezer at the local Sun-Mart, staring at their so-called Ben and Jerry’s “section” in the ice-cream aisle.
Only four kinds remained.
Only four possibilities out of the dozens.
And frankly, the choices sucked.
DILBERT’S WORLD Totally Nuts™
Ooey Gooey Cake™,
Pulp Addiction ™, and Half Baked™.
At K-Mart in Scranton, PA
What lay before us was a twisted combination of flavors that sparked a journey across America; a desperate search for Ben and Jerry.
