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DanaC 08-19-2006 07:31 PM

hahahah Nope. She just used the power of headology. Actually, it kind of helped me come to the conclusion that there either wasn't a God, or he didn't really care about lies.

Mum wasn't particularly religious. I think it started as a joke.

capnhowdy 08-19-2006 07:39 PM

Last time I saw an ice cream truck was a few days before I read in the paper they ( the gestapo) had busted it for dealing crack. But I still like ice cream.
I wondered why I never saw that truck anywhere but in the, *ahem* ....oh never mind.

footfootfoot 08-19-2006 08:05 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by capnhowdy
Last time I saw an ice cream truck was a few days before I read in the paper they ( the gestapo) had busted it for dealing crack. But I still like ice cream.
I wondered why I never saw that truck anywhere but in the, *ahem* ....oh never mind.

Tom Lehrer has a song about that:
"The Old Dope Peddler"

JayMcGee 08-19-2006 08:24 PM

My father went to Lourdes...


It didn't help him physically, in that he was not cured and still died.

Yet, he felt better for going there.

My Mother, after he died, converted to his faith and still accepted the will of God when she was diagonisied with cancer and succumbed within a year of his passing.


She really wanted to be with him again.


Optimisim or........

The 42 08-20-2006 07:12 AM

Ah, ice cream trucks... Odd that I live in one of the hotter and drier countries on the planet and yet this place hasn't gotten around to ice cream trucks yet!

One of my fondest childhood memories from before I moved was hearing the sweet tinkle of the ice cream truck and begging my mother to go buy that bar with the chocolate inside... and hearing the loving reply:

"Go get a job and buy it with your own money!"

DanaC 08-20-2006 07:53 AM

Jay. I went to Lourdes. My Gran took me and my mum there when I was 13 and very ill. It was the final nail in the coffin as far as belief went for me. I will never forget the procession of the sick; the little boy in our group wiith the hole in his heart; the brain damaged child and his lovely parents, who expressed sympathy to me and my mum, in the midst of their pain.

Those people, I believe, were sold a lie. A pretty, shining, glorious lie.

footfootfoot 08-20-2006 08:40 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by The 42
Ah, ice cream trucks... Odd that I live in one of the hotter and drier countries on the planet and yet this place hasn't gotten around to ice cream trucks yet!

One of my fondest childhood memories from before I moved was hearing the sweet tinkle of the ice cream truck and begging my mother to go buy that bar with the chocolate inside... and hearing the loving reply:

"Go get a job and buy it with your own money!"

Nice! And welcome, btw.

footfootfoot 08-20-2006 08:44 AM

Was that a Bill Forsythe movie, "Comfort and Joy" about the ice cream truck wars?

I loved that film. I remember the scene where the truck gets smashed by rivals and goes limping away with its music all warbly as striking a particularly funny note.

Undertoad 08-20-2006 08:56 AM

Once again we are on the same wavelength footer.

How about the moment when you see the guys actually recording the jingle!


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