What happens in Paso Robles

Stays in Paso Robles.

Except for the story about Coldstone.

You've heard of Coldstone right? The ice cream store that lets you put all these wacky (well not wacky but really really good like snickers...mmmmmm) topping on your cone, cup or even cake?

Well what do genius drunk adults do when the states largest candy store is closed and they have a massive hankering for candy?

You guessed it, stroll up into Coldstone for toppings only.

They were a little flabbergasted to say the least when my Aunt first strutted in asking if they would just sell her toppings. Everyone else was freezing outside (yes freezing - which is very shocking since I am in fucking California) so I say "forget it lets just go." from the door to which she responded "no they're gonna do it!"

I of course am now all in. I come running in, take an overview in about 2 seconds of the selection and immediately say:

"Ok, were gonna want snickers, peanut M&M's, swedish fish, kit kats..ooh what else..."

We settled on 8 snickers, 8 mini brownies, half a cup filled with gummy bears (they had no swedish fish - WTF?) which my Aunt proceeded to try and eat all the red ones, the other half of same said cup filled with peanut M&Ms, 2 peppermint patties and four kit kats.

They had no idea what to charge us. So I threw down a $20 and said, "Figure it out and then keep the rest in tips." You know they only registered all that for $2 and were pocketing the rest.

I don't care, I just wanted candy at that moment. And you know how much I ate? One snickers and a few red gummy bears...gotta save room for demon alcohol no?