Ever noticed how close “ribbit” and “rabbit” sounded? Well, if so, then you’re in good company! If not, carry on!

This mischievousness reminds me of my childhood 🙂

Now lesseeeeeee, which one to share?

It was summer and I was 10ish. The ice cream truck would drive slowly through our neighbourhood blaring Joplin’s “The Entertainer” in search of ice-cream-famished children begging parents to pay his exorbitant prices. Not to be outdone (since my parents would NEVER willingly get ripped off by said scam), I would call out from my second story window, “Waaait!! Ice-cream man!!”.

Immediately, he’d slow down and stop of course, looking to and fro for his desperate customers. Meanwhile me and (I think it was my cousin) ducked from the window and snickered unceasingly.

After realizing no one was coming, the ice-cream man would start up his truck and continue down the street. Not having moved 2 feet, I’d holler out again, “Waaaaait!! Ice-cream man!!” 🙂

Wash, rinse, repeat.