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What would you do with it?

I would tell passing children that I had puppies in my basement.

They could come play with them any time.

Not stop for little kids. Just flip em off.

Drive on the freeway.

Park it in my high school's quad.

Stop next to a funeral and play the music REALLY loud, hoping to get any and all kids to come.

I would tell the kids that their ice cream was made out of people...and puppies...and kittens...and my bodily fluids.
Nothing wrong with a little truth, eh? Well...maybe not the last one, but the others are true.

I'd eat the ice cream.

Then joy-ride through the hot summer streets screaming "NO ICE FOR YOU" at the top of my voice out the window at the kiddies lining the pavements.

And then i'd laugh, long and loud.

And then i could die happy. :)

save the Magnums and the Mr Whippy ice cream and sell the rest

What would you do with it?

I would attempt to sell people ice cream in their cars, driving down the motorway (I'd probably need an accomplice to drive, though).

What would you do with it?

I once did steal one a few years ago, my friends and I were bored so my friend told him he had a flat tire, so he got out of the truck and while he was out of the truck,My friends and I hopped in and started it up and drove off, the guy was pretty pissed off, but it was funny, we're very spontanious like that.

I'd paint up the truck all creepy with a bunch of sadistic and scary clown faces all over it. Then I'd modify the music to play this REALLLLLY loud, slow, and creepy carnival music that's all out of pitch.

Whenever I make a stop I'd jump out in a scary zombie clown costume and scare the children to death and laugh then steal their money and drive off.

I would hide radioactive waste in it then call the police and tell them I found an ice cream truck. They would give it back to the owner, and for many years to come there would be more and more ice cream men dying of mysterious circumstances, which would spawn countless numbers of urban legends.

I'd give it to Lunatic Goofballs. I think he'd know best what to do with it. I'd just go GTA on the city. In an Ice Cream Truck. Yes, I'm that evil.

I would drive very, very slowly through the streets blasting the music, but I would never stop for anybody coming out to get ice cream.

it would become part of my diabolical plot to take over the world, bwahahaha

Hmm... I'd rather have a cement mixing truck. My devious mind can come up with far too many uses for that. :)

Hmm... I'd rather have a cement mixing truck. My devious mind can come up with far too many uses for that. :)

Please englighten us on a few of your uses :D

Rat Rod Ice Cream Truck, the coolest Rod around...

Please englighten us on a few of your uses :D

Picture this:

A good friend (I torture my friends far more than my enemies. Maybe I'm the crazy one.) is sleeping late on sunday. He is annoyed by the sound of heavy machinery, but he stays in bed anyway. Eventually, the sound stops. About noontime, he gets up. Puts on his bathrobe and heads outside to get the sunday paper. As he steps off his porch, he plunges into a six-foot deep pool of mud and manure. I laugh and snap photos to show our friends.

This is but one example of the fun I can have with heavy construction equipment. :)

Take everything edible or valuable on the truck.
Sell the truck for some cold hard cash to a dealer that doesn't ask questions.

Get rid of that heinous music and play old punk rock out the loudspeaker instead. :D

Eat as much ice-cream with your friends and neighbors. That ought to be goooood :)

Well most likely I'd start to drive around the block getting all the kids to follow me around then when they come up to order I pick up speed and once they are behind me running at full speed slam on the breaks and laugh as I hear the little bastards hit the back.

I would drive very, very slowly through the streets blasting the music, but I would never stop for anybody coming out to get ice cream.
That gave me an idea, I would do that and always look straight ahead. I wouldn't waver, I wouldn't move my head, I wouldn't even blink. After a crowd of confused children was running alongside, I would suddenly snap my head to the side and scream for like 5 seconds, starting right at them. Then I would suddnely stop screaming and snap my head back to the forward position.

That would be so fucking awesome.

Eat half of each ice cream, then sell the other halves of each for twice the price-little kids are stupid, they won't see the rip off.

plus twice the profit, and a lot of ice cream.

Or...you know...

set it on fire and drive around the neighborhood. I don't know whether the kids will come running to me or run away from me. But it'll be a damn good surprise.

Drive around the neighborhood passing out free icecream. Robin Hood would be my name :P

I'd ditch it immediately, since the police would have absolutely no problems finding and locating an ice cream truck, even with me driving. The rest of you would go to jail for grand theft auto.

Get rid of that heinous music and play old punk rock out the loudspeaker instead. :D
Reminds me, pull out the music system and add it to the works of automated and clockwork instruments.

I'd ditch it immediately, since the police would have absolutely no problems finding and locating an ice cream truck, even with me driving. The rest of you would go to jail for grand theft auto.
Mine was being chopped the entire time the police where looking. By the time it rolls out again it'll be unrecognizable.

Mine was being chopped the entire time the police where looking. By the time it rolls out again it'll be unrecognizable.

In that case, I just point and laugh whenever I see it.

Sell the ice cream at tripple the price and pocket all the money. :D

Sell it.

More monies for me!

I'd hide all the real ice cream, you know, the good stuff, and start selling the kids the nasty stuff, like anchovie flavored ice cream with broccoli on top. Then as the lil ones get that sad or impatient look, I'd laugh my ass off and speed away and do it again, just for cheap and easy laughs. And then I'd get a new engine, and tires, and attach guns to the truck, like a 50 cal that pops out James Bond style, and go on a rampage. Then I'd have no traffic problems...

In that case, I just point and laugh whenever I see it.
Dude, you know chicks would be diggin' my Cool Hot Rod-the only hot rod with Hagen Das...

Sell it.

More monies for me!

Who would you sell it to? It's hot, so you could only find criminals or idiots. And I don't think anyone would really pay that much for a used ice cream truck. You'd probably make a net loss just consuming the gas it took to drive around and find a buyer. And that's not counting legal fees when the police track the sale to you.

Possibly medical fees too. The police do NOT take ice cream truck theft lightly. It really bugs them. It's almost as bad as shooting a cop.

Drive it in the 4th of July parade dressed as a giant parakeet, playing chirping and tweeting on the loudspeakers...

sell the icecream-take profits-get the thing juiced up-new paint, tires, engine, etc.-clear out the back-put in some ramp capability, and make it into my personal motorcycle trailer:D

sell the icecream-take profits-get the thing juiced up-new paint, tires, engine, etc.-clear out the back-put in some ramp capability, and make it into my personal motorcycle trailer:D

Fight off the incoming Zombie invasion...By feeding them delicious ice cream.

1)Gain 50 pounds.
2) Take a sharp corner and crash it into a kindergarten. THat would make the little children cry for years! ANd mentally scar them for life! :D

Eat an icecream?

What would you do with it?
After emptying it... and suffering the worse case of Brain Freeze... I'll abandon it near the factory for a refill.

Get rid of that heinous music and play old punk rock out the loudspeaker instead. :D

Yes. YES.

OH GOD, YES!!!

I'd cruise down the street and throw scoops of ice cream into passing convertibles.

Get rid of that heinous music and play old punk rock out the loudspeaker instead.

I'd paint it like a hippy bus, put psychedelic rock on the loudspeaker, and lace the ice cream with small amounts of lsd.

Wait a half hour to an hour or so and presto: an entheogenic kindergarten revolution.

Tellin' ya-Hot Rod...
http://www.icmfh.com/images/newtruck/truck001.jpg
Eh? You know at least part of you thinks that's cool.

Or if Lowridin' is your thang-
http://www.lasvegasweekly.com/2004/12/30/images/Ice_cream_color.jpg