One time I purchased a vanilla ice cream cone. However when I ta

One time I purchased a vanilla ice cream cone. However when I tasted it... it felt off. I confronted the ice cream person and they let me in on a secret. A foul one. ("So, you wanna know about my ice cream? Well, I mixed in crushed up roadkill with the cream. That's for protein.") After hearing about this, I was fueled by rage. I don't know what got into me, but I just did this. I snuck into his truck in midnight and shat all over his various ice cream flavors for him to sell to his customers at daytime. The next day, I came back to his truck, purchased a vanilla cone. And guess what? Threw it at his face and dashed to the corners of the Earth. Then got caught by the diddy opps and got executed through lethal injection. That's the way of life. Way of life. One time I purchased a vanilla ice cream cone. However when I tasted it... it felt off. I confronted the ice cream person and they let me in on a secret. A foul one. ("So, you wanna know about my ice cream? Well, I mixed in crushed up roadkill with the cream. That's for protein.") After hearing about this, I was fueled by rage. I don't know what got into me, but I just did this. I snuck into his truck in midnight and shat all over his various ice cream flavors for him to sell to his customers at daytime. The next day, I came back to his truck, purchased a vanilla cone. And guess what? Threw it at his face and dashed to the corners of the Earth. Then got caught by the diddy opps and got executed through lethal injection. And in the end? It was all worth it. Totally.