antipaucity

fighting the lack of good ideas

sloshing dessert

So, I was sitting at Cold Stone in Chapel Hill with a buddy of mine Saturday evening, enjoying my mint and peanut butter ice cream with pineapple and coconut mix-ins, when I piped-up with “this would be so much better with rum”.

Then it hit me: I need to open a bar and ice cream joint, and call it an Ice Cream Barlor. Or maybe “Lay you out on the Marble Slab Creamery”, or “Slushy Slosher”.