Well...3 p.m. comes, no Melon Man. Then 4, then 5, then 6. Still no Melon Man. I'm getting a little concerned by now. Finally, the phone rings and he's telling me he's on his way home. Then, I get a text message from David and this is what I see...
Um...NO WAY.
The two of them had found this old van up in Yarnell and just had to take a picture of it. Melon Man thinks he's going to buy one and turn it into a motorhome for us. No way...EVER. But, good try honey.
3 comments:
um.....i think not......!
I think Clintamous has a secret underlying obsession with driving an ice cream truck. Why doesn't he just quit his job and become an ice cream man? :)
I love Jennifer's comment. I think she hit the nail on the head. And, maybe Dave can join him to sell those Ice Creams. Clint can drive and Dave can ring the bell. Since we know that if Dave does the driving the truck will have all kinds of scratches on it. Yes, he has put scratches on our new truck and told me that the branches must have just jumped out at him.
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