Just look at this haunting face!
When I first moved out the New York City my roommate and I had a theory that these Mister Softee trucks were stalking us through the city. No matter where we seemed to go the song the truck played followed us everywhere...just a step or two behind. The tune the trucks play, meant to entice children to their softee goodness, is infectious and not easily dispelled from the mind. Enough to drive a person crazy! Fortunately for many, new New York City noise ordinances, you do not hear these too often any more.
This post is inspired by a recent Bizarro comic (by the amusing Dan Piraro)
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