So I was up in my room getting dressed after a shower and I heard the ice cream man blasting his jams. I flung myself down the staircase, grabbed my camera and ran outside, and I could hear him like, forever away, first in one ear, then the otherlike, really evasive. So this is what disillusionment feels like.
The ironic thing is that the song was "It's a Small World". If it's such a small world, WHERE HIS ASS GO??