It was a bright, hot, dry day in a nice little city on Tefillin. People were out in droves enjoying the sunshine, swimming, running, jumping, playing. In one park in particular, it seemed especially hot. The people of the city lounged in the shade, the only source of ice cream or cold beverage was a lonely little Zairy Cream about ten blocks away. Everyone longed for something cold.
And in this longing, something happened quite suddenly and quite unexpectedly. An
ice cream truck fell from the air and landed dead on in the street next to this particular park. It shattered the pavement, and the suspension rocked it for a second, but it remained completely in tact. A lot of people took notice of this, of course, and approached it to see if anybody was harmed. The exposed side opened up, and a voluptuous blond woman smoothed her hair and breathed out, smacking some bubblegum obnoxiously in her mouth. She stared at the crowd for a second, he looked on in stunned silence. Shouldn't she be injured in some way? And yet she stared on at them, with a look of almost dread on her face. Groaning, she forcefully punched a button under the window, and a
song started blaring over her loud speakers."Get it while it's cold, bitches." She shouted, drumming her extravagantly made up nails on her counter top.
A couple approached carefully, looking over her menu. She continued to drum her fingers, making no attempt to be friendly.
"Um. Chocolate milkshake, please." The girl sheepishly asked. Sasha gave her body a one over.
"Sure thing sugartits." The tattoos on her body started to glow, as blue nergy went to work. And suddenly, she became a blur. Wooden spoons, metal containers, ice cream, milk, copious amounts of all sorts of chocolates, whipped cream, cherries, danced all through the room. Various substances splattered all over her truck and through the window, covering the couple in sticky substances. They gasped, and the man looked offended. She reappeared, herself covered in chocolate, and she presented a glass filled with a sweet chocolatey substance. Through the glass, one could see solid chunks of chocolate bars, chocolate chips, fudge, and brownies. It a chocolate syrup swirl was throughout it, and a homemade chocolate whip cream adorned the top. It had three cherries. She handed it to the girl well blowing a bubble.
"Excuse me! What the HELL do you think your doing?!" The man asked indignantly.
"Um. Making a fucking milkshake, what's it look like?" She asked without batting a lash.
"We're going to have to go home now! You've-"
"Look fucknugget. Take a sip of the shake before you start bitching at me up in here, a'ight?"
The couple stared at her, the man angrily. But the woman took the straw to her lips and took a deep pull.
And that's about the time some serious shit started going down. Nobody can really how it all happened, or in what order, but everyone agrees that the woman seemed to experience physical pleasure from the milkshake and screamed. The man looked at her worriedly, and a crowd appeared.
To put it simply, the woman had never had pleasure like this milkshake had given her. When she was charged 10 credits, she didn't even care. A line formed about 200 yards long. This ice cream was the best anybody had ever had in their entire lives.
All the boys came to the yard.
Damn right, it's better than yours.
