brain freeze

Can you hear it?

The ice cream truck?

Beckoning you from your huddle of friends a block away. Springing to your feet in desperate search of a dollar...or Dad, who would give you a dollar? Peaking through legs and bicycles to see the caricature like images; but knowing you always get the same thing. The one...the irresistible.

The Bomb-pop.

The sun beats down...your prize begins to melt...faster you lick and bite so as not to lose one precious ounce of the colorful treat! Then...

Brain freeze.