One scoop or two?

the buckets of ice cream sweat, i have a hard time picking. how many freebie tastes do i get without losing the guys respect.

the angel sorbet? heaven fudge? pistacchio devil? rocky road to hell? i really cant make up my mind. baalzebub chery is another one...oh.. why must things be so uncertain? every taste leaves me wanting, leaves me feeling that all other choices must be bad...but then i see the next one...cantbthings be just easy for once?

in the end i take the rum-raisin and the butterscotch. like i always do. like i always will do. it is then that i realize that I'll never be capable of tsking the tremendous leap of faith. I'm doomed, swollowed up by outrageous fortune. buried alive by my imbacility. this is heaven then. hell would be worse. in hell I would experiment, only to always take something awful. something like green tea, or mint.

look at that. all this typing and the ice-cream's melted!

hell then...