After driving for hours on probably one of the hottest days of the year in England (with no A/C, mind you), poor John desperately needed a gas station stop - for a popsicle (which they call "iced lollies" here, bizarrely. Sounds like something Stewie from Family Guy would say. I stubbornly stick to saying "popsicle" and roll my eyes when British people can't understand what I want. Obnoxious? Yes). He picked a boring orange Calippo while I chose the clearly more exciting and satisfying Fab, although what I could have really used (and what I'm sure John would have preferred) was a giant-sized Slurpee from the gas stations in the States.
Oh well, an iced treat is an iced treat and the Fab is probably the best of all.
7-11 FTW! It's Slurpee season!
ReplyDeleteYou know what I was amazed with as a Yank in London? The Twister. An super-tasty popsicle treat
ReplyDeleteYeah I like Twisters too, but I got tired of them after buying a box from Asda and was the only one who ate them.
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