If there's one curmudgeonly SG member that is dear to my heart, why that member is MisterSatan.
Why is that do you ask? His wit, his panache? His library, Seattle-guidance? His massive Coca-Cola flavored dong? (or so it's rumored)
Well those things too, but there is another reason as well. Once, long ago, MisterSatan initiated me into the numinous.
He was the first person to tell me about and bring me to (and pay for the cone! I'll never forget)
Cold Stone Creamery.
Now if you're living in the darkness, the Dark Ages, a country other than the US, or under a rock - Cold Stone is some of the nicest ice cream you'll ever put in your mouth. Each store has a chilled slate on which they smear your ice cream of choice, mix with any of 1000 toppings, creams, syrups, et al, et voila! A hedonic, indulgent, delicious bolt of pure pleasure rocketing across your tastebuds. It might be the closest thing to Wonka we can get.
So, unbelievably, while I was in Shanghai I happened across a Cold Stone Creamery. Now it was my turn to tell someone about, bring them to (and pay for the cone!) a Cold Stone Creamery. It was Pygmy. Below - the rapture.
And that's how you pay it forward, bitches.
Why is that do you ask? His wit, his panache? His library, Seattle-guidance? His massive Coca-Cola flavored dong? (or so it's rumored)
Well those things too, but there is another reason as well. Once, long ago, MisterSatan initiated me into the numinous.
He was the first person to tell me about and bring me to (and pay for the cone! I'll never forget)
Cold Stone Creamery.
Now if you're living in the darkness, the Dark Ages, a country other than the US, or under a rock - Cold Stone is some of the nicest ice cream you'll ever put in your mouth. Each store has a chilled slate on which they smear your ice cream of choice, mix with any of 1000 toppings, creams, syrups, et al, et voila! A hedonic, indulgent, delicious bolt of pure pleasure rocketing across your tastebuds. It might be the closest thing to Wonka we can get.
So, unbelievably, while I was in Shanghai I happened across a Cold Stone Creamery. Now it was my turn to tell someone about, bring them to (and pay for the cone!) a Cold Stone Creamery. It was Pygmy. Below - the rapture.
And that's how you pay it forward, bitches.
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I'm slightly lactose intolerant, a little cheese on my pasta or milk in my coffee is OK, but ice cream does awful things to my insides, it really blows