I’ve just had a breakup. I’m bound to go to have ice creams just like my favorite stars have it all the time in movies.
No one understands me better than my favorite ice cream.
That clears it.
My ice cream doesn’t shout over me. Duh!
Do I need to justify that? I mean, seriously!
Ice creams are consistent and unconditional.
I love all flavors.
It’s the only thing that can do that!