Whenever I see someone who has an ice cream cone, a milk shake, a blizzard, or ice cream in any form, I immediately want to be that person's friend. For no other reason than that they are eating ice cream, and people who are eating ice cream are happy people. Maybe they aren't happy once the ice cream is gone, but at least for that moment they are happy. These strong friendship urges come on only when I see people with ice cream in places or times when ice cream isn't traditional. Places that primarily sell ice cream don't have the same effect on me.
Why does ice cream have such a euphoric effect? I swear it is a cure all more powerful than Coca Cola on ice.
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