Almost every time this was sent to me, I watched it and every time I watched it I really thought Prince Hot Ginge was running after an ice cream van. I BELIEVED! I showed it to a friend who bluntly killed my dreams and let me know that I’m a stupid bitch with a Popsicle stick splinter for a brain. Point taken down to the nuts. But why wouldn’t there be an ice cream van in Afghanistan? Just look at how PHG’s ears perk up at the sound of the ice cream van jingle. You can practically see him fantasizing about nibbling the nuts off of a vanilla Big Dipper. Clearly, I’ve thought about this and hand wrote an entire entry about it in my PHG dream journal.
If you click to the 0:34 mark in the video below, you’ll see that PHG wasn’t running toward the ice cream van, he was running because duty called! But if it was an ice cream van, I’m sure he’d still run after it. Now if you’ll excuse me, after seeing PHG lick his lips a million times, I have to retire to my bunk. But before I do that, I’m going to trade brains with a half-melted Pink Panther ice pop.