“If I could lick the sunset, I’ll bet it would taste like Neapolitan ice cream.”
“Life is like an ice cream cone, you have to lick it one day at a time. ”
“Life is like an ice-cream cone, when you think you have it licked it drips all over you.”
“That was the best ice-cream soda I ever tasted. (Last words.)”
“Oh that voice, so sweet. Rich, like the taste of vanilla ice cream, vowels like flute music, warm caramel consonants. She could float in that voice forever and not miss a thing.”
“A brick could be used like ice cream. But hold up, hold up. Let me put a bowl under it before you start licking, or else you’ll drip brick all over my blanket. ”