It’s no joke, just this summer i got a popsicle from a cart, and it had to have been stored with dry ice because it immediately fused to the inside of my lips. I was shrieking like that tongue-pole kid in A Christmas Story for Mrs. Bunbain to pour water out over the situation to defuse it. You know she was a little upset at how frantic i was acting, but later i finally got some sympathy when i showed her the blisters that formed on the inside of my mouth. Hurt like hell, 1/5 would not recommend!
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