Fla·Vor·Ice
The best part about this post is that I was eating a Fla·Vor·Ice while writing this, because it almost peaked at about 100°F today. Nothing says summer like a box of 100 skinny sleeves of artificially flavored liquid. When I was a kid that shit would be cleaned out in a few days, but now a whole box lasts me almost 2 months. These things have also been known as Otter Pops, but it’ll always be Fla·Vor·Ice to me.
But the absolute best part of a Fla·Vor·Ice is the grand finale:
Hands down.
