Dirty Bastard Ice Cream Sellers

I have to admit that I am very easily irritated, and especially when it comes to matters of hygiene.

As the weather has been mostly very good for some weeks, we have been out and about a lot, walking, visiting nature reserves and gardens and walking the coast path. It seems therefore a good idea in these circumstances to enjoy an ice cream whilst enjoying the view.

It appears that only about 1 in 5 sellers put gloves on to pick up the cone and put the ice cream in it. It turns my bloody stomach as for all I know, they might have been scratching their arse or picking their nose before we came in. I have taken to having it in one of those cardboard tubs instead, which is then waste and has to go in the bin.

It seems a bit cretinous to not realise that people would find this off-putting, and it’s not much to ask really is it? When I see this going on , I really feel the old red mist coming down.

The link below is about a Victorian type of early ice cream called a Penny Lick, and how it led to the spread of tuberculosis. Possibly a bit dramatic for the subject matter!. Admin may have a better example…

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Nominated by Mary Hinge.

51 thoughts on “Dirty Bastard Ice Cream Sellers

    • I would think her `price-per-lick` would be significantly more now Geordie, what with inflation & Rachael [from complaints] economic restraints. Still, it`s good to have something to fall back on when the bubble bursts.
      🫧

  1. The trouble is that everything is sanitised now.
    That’s why so many people have allergies and intolerances.

    They are too fucking weak.

    A bit of filth now and then builds up your immune system.

    • True….and from a purely practical point of view, for every customer he would need to remove and then put on a new pair of those bastard to get on latex gloves. Puts on gloves….prepares ice cream cone and hands to customer then handles money. Then has to remove that once used pair of gloves because they have handled the money, to then handle another cone for the next customer in line, and thus it repeats itself with every fucking customer.

      Queue would be around the corner and your cone would be melted given the time to do all that.

  2. If you know a leftie, maybe one returning from ‘Glasto’, remind them that Maggie Thatcher was supposedly part of them team that invented emulsifiers for ice cream, allowing the modern ‘Mr Whippy’ treat that is served by dirty, hairy men at festivals and that, by buying ice cream, they’re literally tasting conservatism.
    It’s almost certainly not true about Thatcher and her food science historical contributions, but the leftie will still get wound up by your accusations.

    • Hi Thomas, your comment reminded me of a tale I was told about putting an aquarium air stone on the end of the pipe that pumps air into the “ice cream” machine gives you more volume but uses less mixture. Just another little con to keep life sweet.

  3. It’s bizarre.

    It was only the other day that I was talking to Mrs Cunter about unhygienic ice cream sellers handing out cones without gloves on.

    That was just after I finished an hour long muff diving session on her delightful sausage pocket.

  4. My earliest knowledge of ice cream, was from an Italian firm called Granelli, whose vans would enter the street of Manchester in the forties. Speaking of hygiene and the lack of and money included, I would drop the odd ice cream cornet onto the filthy pavement and lick it up rather than let it go to waste. I must have built up some kind of constitution where health was concerned.

  5. Rum n raisin is my favourite flavour ive cream.

    And my favourite icecream van chimes is Greensleeves.

    We make the best ice cream in the world 🇬🇧
    We invented it.

    Those italian gelato things?
    Full of TB and stray pubes,
    I wont touch em
    Bleedin romans.

    Its because of the rain.
    It rains a lot in the UK
    Making the grass lush and our green and pleasant land.
    This makes for healthy cows,
    And healthy cows?
    Quality milk and dairy products.

    Italian cows are all scabby and sickly.

    • I know that it’s not to everyone’s taste, but my 2 favourites are coffee and lime.

      The ice cream bar in the park near my house will be open by now.
      He only opens in the summer.

      I will have to wander round there because even with my diabetes the occasional treat shouldn’t do much harm.

      A scoop of coffee with a scoop of lime.

      And they serve beer.
      And you can have a smoke while sitting on their terrace.

      Life’s good.

      • Coffee Artie, can see thst being nice.
        Same with lime.

        On a family day out in York when the kids were little i bought us all ice creams, the daughter couldn’t finish hers, orange.

        I tried it and it was absolutely delicious.
        Probably the best ice cream ive ever tasted.

      • Thinking about it I am sure that Mary Hinge would be absolutely disgusted with my local ice cream bar.

        Being in the park lots of people would bring their dogs along.

        Canine Cunter would have a lolly served in a bowl.

        He and the other dogs would find the coolest place to have a kip.
        This would be right in front of the chiller cabinet, inside the bar.

        The owner would tell the dogs to fuck off if there were too many of them, but they would all be back within minutes.

      • Just messing MNC

        Worst flavour is pistachio or maybe it’s just the one I had was dodgy.

    • Make your own Mis, soak the raisins in rum for three days and the little sods swell up. Put in ice cream maker and let that freeze up. Serve and enjoy. Make two for the daughter to enjoy at home. No driving after indulging though.
      Another favourite is blackberry ripple. Make a bramble jelly and mix into the cream near the end. Lovely, serve at Christmas lunch as a dessert.

  6. Alarmingly I’ve seen a few ice cream vans driven by pakis.

    Should this be a police matter?

    In better times,undoubtedly so.

    Cunts.

    Good morning.

  7. When I was a kid, our local ice cream vans were owned by people called Toni, Luigi or Luca.
    Now it’s Mo, Iqbal or Ahmed.
    I think it’s gonna take more than a pair of rubber gloves to keep the germs at bay with that lot.
    Or keep the local pre pubescent girls safe.

  8. Ice cream bars like Arties saying about in Spain,
    Think we had then over here in 50s and 60s?

    Sadly gone like those ‘temperance bars” that sold mineral instead of beer,
    Where you could buy a glass of sasparilla mineral.

    Theres a farm in wildboarclough we sometimes go and walk the dog which makes its own ice-cream, bit expensive but good.
    Although im not a fan of those waffle cone things,
    Like driftwood or something

    • I have never been in one MNC but McDonald’s serve beer here.

      A cold beer or a hot, strong black coffee with ice cream is heaven on earth.

      Mrs Cunter will sometimes order a Tía Maria or a Bailey’s and pour it over her ice cream.

      • Choc-Ices were a fucking waste of time.

        If they were too frozen one bite would crack all of the chocolate which would then fall off.
        Hopefully on the floor and not on your shirt.

        Not frozen enough and the chocolate was just a melted mess.

        I can’t ever remember one being ‘just right’.

      • Reminds me Artful when in some hotels I’ve come down to breakfast and there are those tiny foil wrapped pats of butter. Nice and hygienic they may be but the idiots pulled them from the bottom of the freezer five minutes beforehand. Utterly useless, like tiny flagstones.

      • The trick is to put a few of the rock hard butters through the toasting machine that all hotels have.

        You will need to put them through at least twice as the fucking machines are universal hopeless.

        Then put the bread through, at least 6 times, and by then the butter will be spreadable.

        Never pour a coffee before doing your toast as it will be cold by the time you get finished.

        Just ask for more tips on hotel breakfasts.
        I stay in at least one hotel each week.

  9. Ice cream van? Not seen one in our street for about 35 years 😖 he got one customer and even that turned into an argument with the mother over some fucking raspberry sauce, she wanted more and he was after charging extra for another dollop 😂….you couldn’t beat a Mr whippy 🍦 gloves or no gloves 🧤

    • As a kid i grew up opposite a park my folks still live there,
      So id always be straight out playing on the park.
      The ice cream van would park outside the gates Greensleeves playing and the park would empty.

      You could get barred if you were cheeky to the icecream man
      (Levaggi”s)
      He wouldnt serve you.
      And theyd regularly be little kids fighting in the queue.

      ” mam said you had to get me a Dracula lolly and this is a Hulk lolly!”

      ” whys mine got no flake and youve got two our Joe?!”

      7yr olds rolling in the dust with slowly melting cornets on the floor😊

  10. Any cunt remember the oyster wafers?
    No rubber gloves in those daze.
    The fucking Jubbly would fly out of it’s rediculous shape in the grass, dog shit everywhere, pick it up and finish it.
    Tough times, no allergies then.

    • Those oyster wafers were a bit dearer Harry so only for adults.
      Wed have Screwballs
      Where theres a bubbly in the bottom.

  11. Probably he best tasting ice cream I ever bought was in Whitby.
    The seagull that nicked it out of my daughter’s hand certainly enjoyed it.

    So I invoked the Curse of Dracula on the thieving cunt.

    • Fucking seagulls Geordie, aeronautical thugs. Years ago we were on the Esplanade in Fowey when one of the flying fuckers came swooping down towards my daughter’s ice-cream. I was quick enough in those days to get in front of him and he swerved away. A minute later the ice-cream was gone but the cunt returned with his mate as wingman and they proceeded to dive on us skimming over our heads repeatedly. We should napalm their nesting sites.

  12. It’s well known that Pakistani ice cream sellers use their right hand for eating and the left for wiping their butts and handing ice cream cones to infidels.

    Don’t ask where the 99 chocolate flakes have been. Tampons are not widely used in the Pakistani community- “ would you like strawberry sauce on your 99 flake”.

    The joys of cultural enrichment.

  13. Mis mentioned ice cream vans playing Greensleeves. That reminded me of school assembly and when it was introduced and played the kids all used to rub their noses on their sleeves.

    I’m not sure why some ice cream vans play ‘La Cucaracha’ – the cockroach. Weird.

  14. Good point, would they have to put clean gloves on each time they served a cornet? Ahh penny licks, my friend in the antiques trade used to always be on the lookout for penny licks, very popular collectibles. The quickest way to spread TB and a multitude of other lurgy known to man

  15. It was breakfast time in Keir’s household,
    Announced the butler so portly and stout,
    Alli came down with the pisspot,
    And Kweer with his dick hanging out
    Now what do you want for your breakfast?,
    Said the butler , pensively picking his nose,
    Two hard boiled eggs,you old bastard, said Rodders,
    You can’t stick your finger in those.

  16. Nowt wrong with a few germs.
    Keep you healthy and strong.
    What put the Great in Great Britain!
    Now we’re all a bunch of namby-pambys.
    Mind you,
    Don’t let your kids buy ices from these vans.
    Their ices are spiked with the woke virus!
    Like with the bottled water…
    All courtesy of the Kremlin.
    Fuck them.

  17. An excellent treatise on a no small matter.
    These disgusting people are all borderline Pedos , and dirtier than a Calcuttas whores mattress in my experience.
    I hope they all die violently, and soon.

  18. The Granelli ice cream l referred to licking of the filthy pavement earlier, they have one of their vans seen right at the beginning of “A Kind of Loving” film from 1962.

      • Hi Norman,
        Hope you’re well. I only lived a cock stride from Philips Park in Bradford Manchester and a Granelli’s were close by. We would get an ice cream and and go into the park to play football.

  19. Just before the Covid lockdown, I saw an ice cream van near our street.

    A Middle Eastern or Asian personage. Absolutely useless, couldn’t count change, couldn’t add up, had no clue about how and where to wait for customers. Oh yeah, and minimal English.

    But, how did this cunt get the job? Oh, I forgot. He had a council permit hung up in his van. Sort of like ‘He’s a useless unemployable Paki. But he’s been officially blessed by the council. So that’s alright then’.

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