My subconscious gaydar led my carb-craving body to what I originally thought was a Mister Softee ice cream truck–but alas, it turned out to be the famous Big Gay Ice Cream Truck!
As I proceeded to order the gayest vanilla cone I could possibly muster without turning gay, I told The Big Gay Ice Cream Man that I tweeted about his truck last summer and also knew food writer Robert Sietsema from the Village Voice.
Grateful that Robert recently wrote a piece on the return of his rainbow-themed soft serve enterprise, The Big Gay Ice Cream Man cooed and lispfully told me he’d happily give the writer “a toe floss” and “pull the corns off his feet.”
Too bad Robert doesn’t have a foot fetish and isn’t gay. But that’s okay, I presume he likes gay ice cream.
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Great post, my favorite ice cream is rum and raisen.
Great post, my favorite lolly is a strawberry mivvi.