My husband and I were in a hotel room nine million years ago and there was a racy show (for the time) called Real Sex on TV. The episode we saw had “sploshing” parties where middle aged people would get together with a bunch of food and a plastic sheet. We laughed and laughed but uh… A sundae is a sundae, right? Ice cream: it’s what’s for dinner.

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