Mine Ears Have Heard the Tinkling of the Righteous Ice Cream Bells (Jerz’s Literacy Weblog)
An ice cream truck just drove by our street, playing “
I haven’t been this creeped out by music since the time I was in an elevator and heard a mellow instrumental rendition of Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”.
My daughter asked whether the music was supposed to put children to sleep, and before I knew it, I was telling her that this is “the sandvan,” that drives around neighborhood during naptime.
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As a caretaker, note this, many of those cute trucks one sees with the faded decales are driven round by crazed men. There was recently a story in my hometown about this occuring. These are scarier than those when you or I were a child and could run down the street in the quest for that perfect afternoon delight.
http://www.pittsburghlive.com/x/search/s_333110.html
Sandvan, thats cute.
Ice cream truck music is CREEPY! Great entry.