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I used to believe the ice cream van was a birdy. Because my mum never wanted me to know the truth...
when I was Little The Ice Cream Truck began to come Through the Neighbor Hood My Mom Said It was a Hot Dog Truck
I Believed This Until One Day when I was about 5 or 6 I Was on my Way to ( I Can't Remember ) With My Grandma we were Traveling in the Car as It was coming around the court and then I Saw it was An Ice Cream Truck
when i was younger my mum used to tell us that the ice-cream van was a monster so when ever it came we used to run in side and hide
The ice cream van never stopped for long enough for you to get your shoes on and get your money and it only stopped outside so I used to run out in bare feet. I saw some other kids do this too and I actually thought, when I was 5, that this was some sort of ritual to the ice cream man so he'd give us free ice-cream! Never did work though, lol.
i asked my step dad why i never see icecream trucks in cali and he said there iligel
my friends brother who is four informed me that you should never make faces at the icecream man or he may kill you
Ice Cream Vans
As a child I was informed by my mother that all ice cream vans only sold cigarettes in the evening,so I was wasting my time asking for one when I heard the tinkling music after tea. I still half believe this to be true.
I was told the ice cream truck was a "music truck" so I wouldn't waste my parents' money on ice cream. I believed this for a REAL long time and my family still uses it on the little ones.
When I was about 6 or 7, I asked the ice cream man where he lived, he joked saying that he lived in his truck to keep the little lollys with faces company. I believed him until one day when I was about 11, I saw him driving in a car other than the ice cream truck. Needless to say, I felt betrayed for a while before I realized he was just trying to be funny
I believed that the ice cream man had a face made out of boogers and that is why he couldn't eat the ice cream so he would give it to little kids to eat in the form of ice cream.
My mum told me that after 6pm Ice-Cream vans only sold alcohol, cigarettes and newspapers - so there was no point asking for lollies when they came around in the evening..... cow
My parents told me that the ice cream truck was a "music truck" that went around playing music for everyone so that I would not want to get ice cream. (I was hyper enough as it is!)
When i was little my mum told me that if an icecream van was playing its music it was going home and NOT selling icecream. I believed this till i was about 14
My Mum and Dad used to tell me that the ice cream man was really "vinnie Green the naughty children collector" and if we saw him coming or heard his ringing bells you had to run away before he caught you and took you away to france to eat frogs legs
My parents referred to ice cream vans as "the music truck", so as not to let on that there was ice cream inside. For years, I had no idea.
I used to believe the music from ice cream vans was made by the driver playing a xylophone. It never occurred to me that driving and xylophony aren't really possible at the same time.
Pre-empting my nephews entry in 20 or so years time:
I was at my brothers house and his three year old son was playing quietly with his toys. We heard the chimes of the ice cream van and William froze, my brother asked him what the chimes meant and he replied 'its the child catcher'!
'That's right,' said my brother, 'best you stay here where its nice and safe.'
Because I was such a persistent child, my parents thought it prudent to tell me that the ice cream van was just a man who went around playing pretty music for the neighbourhood. They thought they were so smart until I was staying with a babysitter and I heard the ice cream man coming. I promptly said "My mom and dad thinks he just plays music but I KNOW he sells ice cream." She thought it was so cute she let me buy some ice cream and when my parents came to get me they found out that the jig was up.
I always thought that the ice cream man lived in the ice-cream truck, and he only could eat icecream and he was an eskimo.
I used to believe that the music that ice-cream vans played was made by a witch - I always ran inside when I heard it, and it still sends a shiver down my spine! I blame 2 evil older brothers!