Thread:Jona19992/@comment-24217012-20171120081342/@comment-27989107-20180106142004

At one fine afternoon, An ice cream trunk pass by a peaceful town. The ice cream song spread through the town. A child came running to the ice cream trunk. He has one dollar in his hand.

Nita : Sir, I want a vanilla favor.

The Ice cream man : That would be one dollar.

Nita : here you one (The ice cream man hand her the vanilla ice cream).

The Ice cream man then drive off his truck