Broken Ice Cream Truck

When I moved down here, I was under the impression that I'd be forever escaping the scourge of the Ice Cream Truck that circled the neighborhood. Never again would that irritating Entertainer jingle haunt my lazy afternoons. I'd be free.

In a way, I was right.

This neighborhood has a different Ice Cream Truck with a different jingle. Not Entertainer, but that ridiculous Do Your Ears Hang Low song. And since this apartment complex features lots of kiddies and wide parking lots in a centralized maze of driveways, the Truck will stop for many minutes while children run down the stairs and swarm about.

Today, the jingle is broken. Now it only plays "...like a continental soldier/do your ears ... hang ... low?" on continuous repeat. And it's quite irritating.

Love and Peace, and ice cream