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Last night, as we were sitting around watching a movie cause I was too tired to really go out, I sat straight up in my chair and went, "Oh my GOD!!" and ran out the front door. Mike followed me out, thinking something was really wrong, and I yelled back at him as I ran down the street towards the city center, "I really need gelato RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" I had chocolate and marshmallow. It was perfect.