**I'm laughing my arse off as I type this 1st line...I looked up at my title for the thread, and thought: "Yep, that about sums it up."
This event happens mostly during the summer hours, but I've seen it drag out into the fall sometimes.
Picture yourself in a quiet moment, doing your own thingy, when all of a sudden, you hear this EeRiE, dIsToRtEd, over-played sound-track kiddie
music... emenating from somewhere far off? Then 'hell's quartet' strikes up the beat - louder and freaken louder...OH BOY...sounds like it might
be rounding my neck of the woods. Lucky me.
Do I dare peak out from behind the curtains? Not yet I tell myself...just wait a moment and let my imagination get the best of me.
The so called music is akin to scratching ones nails down the perverbial chalkboard. I feel myself reaching for my earplugs...NOPE slaps
other hand...'You want
to torture yourself with this auditory audacity!"
Plinka plunka...sounds like Shroeder from The Peanuts trippin out big time. Serves him right! You never know what they put in them sprinkles
I'm picturing Mr. Smiley, you know, the stupid grinning guy from those viagra commercials? He's sitting school-boy straight behind the wheel,
looking all prim and proper in his pearly white uniform. Hat on the head, bowtie, the works.
Hmm...What's this? Mr. Smiley sounds like he just parked his wheels outside my apartment. The 'call of the Eloi' has zombified these kids and
they are coming out in droves!!! Their wee little arms are stretched out in front; eyes bulged and they're chanting "IMOTEH" like the movie 'The
Ok, they're not really doing that. lol
This is finally getting the best of me now. I take a deep breath, and finally swing the curtains open to see what all the hooplah is about.
Mr. Smiley is nowhere to be found! The kids are there...check...icecream is there...check...I could have sworn Mr. Smiley would be there? All looks
normal, except for that mind-altering sanitorium sound they call music.
Do icecream companies think this tune will make the #1 charts? You'd think they'd change up on the soundtracks every once in a while. Nope.
The tried and true. It worked on me as a kid and damn well works on the kids of today.
Look at that icecream taunting me...how dare they?!?!
Wiping the drool now.
Vanilla or chocolate.....I can't decide.
[edit on 16-7-2007 by TheDuckster]