This one time...1
So this one time when I was really young, my parents decided we should go for ice cream one night. There was this nice little ice cream, mom and pop shop, just outside of town and that's where we went. I had always gotten ice cream so that summer night, I decided to try something new. There was this new brand of Popsicle out that everyone was talking about. I decided that I would follow the crowd and get one. I remember it was a sour patch kids Popsicle, and was one of the coldest things I'd ever tasted. Just like a scene out of the movie A Christmas Story, my tongue got stuck to it. This was no slow business ice cream shop either. There had to be a good 50 people in that small par...

This one time...1
So this one time when I was really young, my parents decided we should go for ice cream one night. There was this nice little ice cream, mom and pop shop, just outside of town and that's where we went. I had always gotten ice cream so that summer night, I decided to try something new. There was this new brand of Popsicle out that everyone was talking about. I decided that I would follow the crowd and get one. I remember it was a sour patch kids Popsicle, and was one of the coldest things I'd ever tasted. Just like a scene out of the movie A Christmas Story, my tongue got stuck to it. This was no slow business ice cream shop either. There had to be a good 50 people in that small parking lot, and there was little old me, with a seemingly giant Popsicle hanging off my tongue. It took a good 15 minutes and some hot water, napkins, and a lot of crying to get it off. My tongue was mad at me for weeks after, and showed it by constantly hurting whenever something touched that spot. There were many a picture taken that night by people whom i have never seen again, and whenever i went back to that one ice cream shop, I would always remember. Another thing happened to me the seemed to come straight from A Christmas Story too, but that's another story...