This is the ice cream man who pushes his cart up and down Hollywood Blvd and on side streets. He has a little bell he rings constantly that drives me CRAZY. How can he listen to that all day. I think a lot of people buy stuff from him. On occasion I see him pull up to this one particular gate where he rings and rings the bell cause he knows all these little Mexican children come running. It's kind of predictable yet amusing. A few years ago, I once saw one of these ice cream men with his hand down the back of his pants scratching his bare ass, while he pushed his cart with the other hand. I was scarred. Ever since then I have vowed not to buy that ice cream from his fecal fingers.
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