Boy, if I knew then, I know now. She used to do one thing that really used to burn me up. What was that? Well, you know how I like snowcows. Right, right. Well, I wasn't a day went by that I didn't offer that girl a bite of my snowcow. You know what she used to do every single time? What? She used to bite off the end, zip out all the syrup, and leave me with nothing but the ice. I did it! That's a terror! They didn't know that? You couldn't. Listen, if I had a date with Mickey Harms today, and I got myself all shaved, and I went over to her house with my snowcow. You know what I'd do? What? The minute she opened that door, I'd bite off the end of the cone, zip out the syrup and hand her the ice, what do you think of that? Well, I'll tell you the truth, fine. And if I was Mickey Harms, and a 35-year-old man come up to my house with a snowcow, and then it's an ugly mash of the dope. You know why.