Dave wrote:When I was 11 and at secondary school we had a ice cream turf war at our school.
There was one that was allowed to park on the field inside the gates in front of the school building.
But a rival started parking just outside the gates only 100 yards away where a lot of kids hung out at lunchtimes.
It was great when it kicked off. Don't understand swearing in Italian but it sounded pretty cool. Learned a few English swear words we hadn't come across before too.
Then the knives came out! It was brilliant! Why the hell ice cream men carry knives a foot long is beyond me but they sure as hell are not afraid to start slashing at each other with them.
Meanwhile one of my classmates had climbed into the van on the field and was dishing out free ice cream as fast as he could. By the time the gadgie had noticed and came running back (still waving his knife) I think about 8 of us had an ice cream and we also made off with the bottle of "monkey's blood" syrup.
We did return the syrup but I had the idea of putting it under the front wheel. So when he eventually drove off it squirted "blood" about 50 feet.
Ah. Possibly one of the best days I ever had at school when I think.
Great memories Dave, thanks for sharing.
Ya know Dave you give new meaning to the term ,ice scream ice scream we all scream for icecream.
Dam glad to see them drop the charges.
One other thing I noticed,as far as terms, yall say "pull up" when a cop gets ya we say "pulled over" , pretty interesting
In fact one winters day years many ago I was in my Ford Escort with two mates in heavy snow (having a bit of drifting fun) and two coppers in an unmarked car came up alongside me waving their arms. I wound my window down and the copper shouted "PULL OVER!"
I pulled at my clothes and shouted back "NO IT'S A CARDIGAN".
They were not amused. Although the heavy snow fall and freezing conditions made them change their minds about giving me a ticket or even a "producer" so I just got a rollocking instead.
In fact one winters day years many ago I was in my Ford Escort with two mates in heavy snow (having a bit of drifting fun) and two coppers in an unmarked car came up alongside me waving their arms. I wound my window down and the copper shouted "PULL OVER!"
I pulled at my clothes and shouted back "NO IT'S A CARDIGAN".
They were not amused. Although the heavy snow fall and freezing conditions made them change their minds about giving me a ticket or even a "producer" so I just got a rollocking instead.
Why the hell ice cream men carry knives a foot long is beyond me but they sure as hell are not afraid to start slashing at each other with them.
Yea some are jerkoffs ,for sure
