We went to the movies with The Burp. ("Oh finally. Thanks for the mention. I suppose you two bitched about me in the car park afterwards.") We were about the last three people in the world to see Flightplan. I was running late and it seemed to take forever to get my ticket and then my popcorn...and choc bomb*...and my coke. "You know," said The Burp as I gathered my goodies together, "If we hurry we might just catch the beginning of Flightplan 2."
*You eat the chocolate off (of) the choc bomb and then you press the popcorn into the ice cream. It's a taste sensation.
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Popcorn and ice cream. Brilliant! I can't believe I've never tried it. That shall be rectified, forthwith. Forth. With!
In the interests of public safety I must point out that this only applies to vanilla ice cream. And possibly chocolate. But not mint or banana. At least not with my taste buds.
I suppose somebody must eat those flavours of ice cream. But whoever they were invented for, it's not me.
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