*pah* Daddy......

One rainy night, a girl named "Momma Wones" was blogging and thought, "Mm. Something cold and flavorful would do great on my tongue right about now." A giggle emerged from her throat and a grin swept across her face. She knew just what to do. So, she walked happily into her kitchen with one thing on her mind. Ice cream. Yes, my children, ice cream. "Momma Wones" was having the most severe ice cream craving anyone in Tennessee has ever experienced.

She stood next to the freezer, grasping the handle tightly. Taking a deep breath, she muttered, "Thank you dear ancestors for this frozen goodness." Her muscles flexed and pulled the freezer door open. An amazing puff of foggy, cold air escaped and blew her hair back. "Ahh" she sighed in pure delight. As the fog dispersed, there she saw it.....An empty shelf? "WHAT?" She clamored around in the freezer, frantically searching for a trace, just a mere trace of her desired ice cream. *glass shatters* Nothing would calm her. She had to find it.

As she bounded full speed through the kitchen, something shiny caught her eye. It was laying in the trash can. She slowly and cautiously walked toward the sight. A stench filled her nose and she had to look away. What is this? "Oh no," she whispered, "not this." There was her darling Neapolitan dripping melted valuables down the side of the bin. Empty. The last drip pattered into the trash can. There the bin was, dry as a biscuit, not a trace of ice cream to be found.

*pah* "Daddy" she growled.

"Daddy" she growled.