A fella called Pete is walking through a park one day in the summer when he spots an ice cream van with a sign saying: “We sell EVERY flavour ice cream in the world!”
Pete walks over and asks if it’s true, if the man behind the counter really is selling EVERY flavour ice cream in the world.
“Whatever you want, I’ve got!” replies the ice cream man.
“Ok”, says Pete, “I’ll have sausage and bacon please.”
Much to Pete’s surprise, the ice cream man hands him a double scooped ice cream cone and says: “£2 please.”
Pete hands the man £10 and while he’s waiting for his change, has a lick of the ice cream. He can’t believe it when he tastes it; he actually can taste the sausage. He tries another bit but there’s no taste of bacon and he tells the ice cream man.
“Turn it round” he says. And again much to Pete’s surprise , it really does taste like bacon.
“Wow, what else have you got?” Asks Pete.
“Anything you can think of, I’ve got.”
“Ok then” says Pete, “I’ll have fish and chips please”
The man hands over another double scooped ice cream and says: “This ones a special, it’s £3. I’ll get your change”.
Pete tastes the ice cream and it really does taste like chips. But he can’t taste the fish. When he tells the ice cream man, who’s looking through his till for Pete’s change, he shouts: “Turn it round!”
Pete turns the ice cream around and tastes the other scoop. He’s right; it really does taste like fish.
“Told you!”, says the ice cream man, “I’ve got EVERY single flavour you can think of behind this counter”.
“Ok then”, says Pete and he leans over and whispers: “what about fanny?”
“I’ve already told you, mate” says the ice cream man, “I’ve got every single flavour ice cream behind this counter. That’ll be £5 for the fanny flavour though.”
He pulls a tub of ice cream out his freezer and grabs a cone from a box above it and makes Pete another double scoop ice cream and hands it over.
Pete tastes the ice cream and, much to his dismay, it doesn’t taste like fanny at all. In fact, he thinks, it’s the worst flavour ice cream in the world: it tastes like sh*t.
“Wait a minute fella, this is horrible this. It doesn’t taste like fanny! It tastes like sh*t!” He shouts.
The fella behind the counter shouts back: “TURN IT ROUND!”