...this is what my freezer looks like.
You'd think I was deprived of junk food growing up (and for the most part, my mom didn't keep much processed food around), but as far as I can remember, we had ice cream after dinner most nights.
Shockingly, I didn't have my first BJ's experience until I was in college. But I'll get to that story when I feature that first flavor.
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