Would you believe it if I told you that I get woken up everyday while I’m sleeping for work by—are you ready for it??— an ice! cream! truck!
Yes, that little boxy kind that plays music and has images of all the ice cream treats all over it. I have so many questions.
- Does a time machine drop this infernal music machine into my neighborhood just to keep me awake?
- How does someone make money doing this? Like, enough money to live on???
- Is the ice cream any good?
- If it is, do they take credit cards?
- Do they kidnap kids or adults or both these days???