ice cream
I was in an ice cream parlor with my friend the other day, Sunday I believe. We watched as a very old limozine pulled up front and parked. A lovely older lady and a small young female ,about 6 years old got out and walked into the parlor.
The well dressed older lady asked the young girl what kind of ice cream did she want for her birthday party? The young girl replied ‘Chocolate”.
The young man behind the counter asked the nice oldlady if he could help her. She replied that she wanted 2 gallons of hocolate icream for her grand daughters 6th birthday party.
The young man replied that they were out of chocolate but that he had 30 other flavors to choose from. The young girl began to cry and told the older lady that she promised her chocolate ice cream for her party.
The older lady asked for 1 gallon of chocolate for her grand daughters party. Again the young man said that they were out of chocolate but he had 30 other flavors to choose from. The girl cried harder. The older lady told the young man that she would give him $100.00 for a chocolate ice cream cone.
The young man looked at the lady for a moment and then asked her if she could spell the “straw” in strawberry ice cream? The older lady looked puzzeled but said “yes STRAW”. The young man then asked if she could spell the “van” in vanilla ice cream? Again the older lady looked puzzeled but said “yes VAN”
The young man then asked the older lady if she could spell the “fuck” in chocolate? The older lady looked very puzzled and after a few moments said There is no” fuck” in chocolate.
The young man smiled and said That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you lady “THERE IS NO FUCKIN CHOCOLATE”