Softee is no softie!

I was extremely pleased to be sent an am New York article this morning detailing how my beloved Mister Softee is putting the smack down on those hideous impostor ice cream trucks that circulate through the streets of NYC, as ubiquitous and unwelcome as the pigeons and rats, attempting to vend their subpar ice cream wares to a largely unsuspecting public and threatening to maim the impeccable integrity and reputation of the one and only Softee. Those who know me well know that I do not tolerate (nor have I ever) these shameless posers and their pathetic attempts at delivering the frozen awesomeness that can only be produced by the founding father of mobile soft serve as we so fondly know it. I realize that not everyone is as attuned to the myriad wonderful idiosyncrasies of the lovable cone-head as I am, so it was especially comforting to learn that formal efforts involving private investigators, lawsuits and the U.S. Marshals Service are in place to put the "freeze" on the shady vendors so that the true star of the streets can shine bright with no distractions. Long live Softee!