so much so i was recovering all of saturday pretty much.
sometime around 5pm saturday i realized that it was still
100 degrees in hollywood and i would like some ice cream
but for some reason my home had no ice cream.
i looked in the freezer and said whos freezer are you
for if you were truly tony pierce’s youd have a variety of frozen treats
up in hurr.
the wide selection of pops in the fridge agreed.
a portion of sunday was dedicated to rectifying that situation
and the ones in the cupboards