I didn’t want a popsicle anyway
There is no better cure for a heatwave than a good, cold, refreshing popsicle. Isn’t it? You can smile just by thinking about it. But wait, there is a problem. When you unwrap it, you find something that chills you in a wrong way. Your treat has re-frozen with the stick inside the popsicle.
There is no way you could eat this without ending covered in melted popsicles all over your hands and clothes. As a perfectionist, you must value cleanliness over treats. That syrup is an attempt against everything you believe in. I would pass on it if I were you.
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