I scream, you scream, we all scream because we're dying.
It's their fault for smearing ice cream on the window.
And you thought ice cream scoopers didn't need hair nets.
You should see the piñata. It's a bag of Jolly Ranchers on a string.
This is mein type of ice cream. Eat the whole thing to uncover the gooey evil core.
"Ice Cream Sundae"