The Ice Cream Man origin also includes this dude and his state of mind:
The Ice Cream Kid has grown up (a bit). But that don't mean he's stopped seeking moments of pure, no-mind joy and laughter. Nothing beats a self-inflicted ice cream cone to the forehead.
Trust me.
Why You're Here:
You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."
You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.
You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.
You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.
You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.
You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.
You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Lest I forget
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