The other day my roommate and I were casually talking about how hot it was and I concluded that a Dilly Bar from Dairy Queen would do the trick.... then she told me she had never been to Dairy Queen. Never experienced a dipped cone, a buster bar, a blizzard. I became sad with the thought of what kind of childhood she had having had no such treats. So I thought the only way to fix this would be to introduce her to the place I went when I was little for Dilly Bars with Nanny. The rest of the day was great hanging with her eating ice cream and hitting the park!
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