Roj Bash Kurdistan

You are at a pool in the middle of August. You've just played a fierce game of Sharks and Minnows and applied another layer of sunscreen. You're trying to make yourself comfortable on a plastic weave chaise lounge (an impossible task) and position your magazine to block the sun. Then you hear it: the ice cream truck.

You scurry out of the pool gates and line up with the other kids. But when the moment of truth comes, you're overwhelmed. You choose quickly, instinctually. Here's what that choice says about you—from your mom's perspective and from your haters' perspective (don't read on if you're not ready to get real).



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Piling wrote:My favorite ice cream is pistacchio, whatever the sort.

Piling wrote:You never tried or you just did not like it ?

Pistacchi oicecream are very common in France (as in Italia I guess).