2006-07-07 15:25:01 · 14 answers · asked by Gravitie 1 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
Who killed my boyfriend the Good Humor Man?
2006-07-07 15:28:48 · answer #1 · answered by badbilly 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Once upon a time Mystery was dating Ice Cream. They lived happily ever after. The end.
2006-07-07 18:06:55 · answer #2 · answered by SeeTheLight 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
One time long ago I dated the mysterious bandit, who turned out to be an icecream cone. After a year, I finally found the secret suprise inside. It turned out to be a pickle, not the sweet cherry I had hoped. I dumped him for a 3 Musketeer Bar.
2006-07-07 15:32:58 · answer #3 · answered by cutiedudie2002 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Their is a man and woman .......out on a hot night...and on a long road late at night.....thay come apon a house so dark no light in sight...they walk in the breaze coming threw the windows warm
but oh so good.....the woman goes in the kitchen open the freezer and comes apon some good ice cream they go to the bed room and and has some wild sex with the ice cream now let you mind take you away....................
Madonna
2006-07-07 15:32:02 · answer #4 · answered by Kate m 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
After living with a frozen state of mind about love for too long, I had a blind date with Ben, later solving the mystery that he was really with Jerry. I later thawed my icy heart to be with Edy who just made me fall in love at first taste. However, Edy gave me the cold shoulder and left me for the Blue Bunny. It was then that I realized it was the mysterious and exotic, Häagen-Dazs, who truly had my heart. After a night of banana splits, we had many Dippin' Dots and lived our life out on Rocky Road. I solved the brain freezing mystery of love that I had been longing for for so long.
2006-07-07 15:46:15 · answer #5 · answered by ☆Tha Blaxican ☆ 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Who stamps the date on ice cream boxes?
2006-07-07 15:36:19 · answer #6 · answered by 1Edge3 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The mystery of carbon-dating goes way back to the ice ages...
2006-07-07 16:41:56 · answer #7 · answered by Thinx 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I walked through the night, wondering if dating was just for the elite and the wonderful. I wondered why psychotic stalkers, such as myself, were not part of that mysterious world of dating. Just then my ex walked out of the pink and blue clown store, arm wrapped around that already dead, Angelina wanna-be, buxom blonde. I ran up to them, and knocked that Rocky Road/Buttered Pecan, triple-dipped cone out of her unsuspecting hand.
2006-07-07 15:38:40 · answer #8 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Her ice cream cone lay abandoned on the counter forming a pool of cocoa brown goo. Where had she gone?
2006-07-07 15:37:49 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
My boyfriend decided to start dating a mystery lady. He took her to get ice cream and they ended up getting married and having kids.
The end.
2006-07-07 15:28:14 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Who ate the last of my ice cream while I was out with Arthur?
2006-07-07 15:30:19 · answer #11 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋