I went to Cold Stone Creamery high as fuck. And like, a word to the wise? Never go to Cold Stone Creamery high as fuck. I literally had to tell about 15 people to go ahead of me because I just could not wrap my brain around the OPTIONS. I thought I had it all figured out and I was feeling confident, until she asked me what size I wanted. That killed me. I ended up just going “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…a normal size….” BECAUSE WHAT ELSE COULD I SAY.
I think I went there at 6 and left at 7:30, I swear to god.