"Hello."
"Hey."
"Ah, the famous caller!"
"It is the famous caller who eats celebrity ice cream."
"Do you hear me laughing?"
"Yes."
"Did you hear the voice in the background."
"Yes."
"Do you know what the voice said?"
"No."
"The voice asked me why I was laughing."
"Because it is strange to hear a person laugh?"
"Uh-huh, sure. It is a personal joke, Frank."
"Who is Frank?"
"The voice."
"Oh, okay. That makes sense."
"Your order?"
"I am sure you already know it."
"Let me guess. Mint chocolate chip with no toppings because you want pure mint chocolate chip."
"Bingo! We have a winner!"
"Yeah! If you couldn't tell, I am pumping my fist in the air."
"I couldn't. Perhaps the reason was because I can't see you."
"Oh, right. I forgot about that."
"Yes, I am sure you did. Sarcasm. Cough. Sarcasm."
"I really did. If you don't believe me, I am very insulted. Sarcasm. Cough. Sarcasm."
"I am laughing so hard."
"Same here. By the way, your order is being sent."
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Ice cream in waffle cones! 'Nough said.
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Ice Cream Cones
Short Story"Hello" "Hey." "Umm, so do you want some ice cream?" "Why else would I call an ice cream shop in the middle of a summer day when it is broiling hot and reaching record highs in the temperature department?" "Good point, so what do you want?" "Mint ch...
