The snow (what pathetically little there was) is thawing rapidly. The sun warms us. Beers can be enjoyed outside. Which leads us to:
Ice cream season is now officially open. That’s your clue, peddlers: Turn on your damned soft-ice machines. Now. You’ve ruined enough spring days already by only selling sticky yesteryear’s ice creams.
The snow (what pathetically little there was) is thawing rapidly. The sun warms us. Beers can be enjoyed outside. Which leads us to:
Ice cream season is now officially open. That's your clue, peddlers: Turn on your damned soft-ice machines. Now. You've ruined enough spring days already by only selling sticky yesteryear's ice creams.