the great humor man.

Just a little while ago, there was a little ice cream truck in our neighborhood, jaunty tune and all.

It reminded me of my old coworker Phil, the aging hippie. We used to joke around a lot at work, and one day Phil came up with an idea for his retirement. He was going to buy an ice cream truck, paint it in psychedelic colors, and sell drugs out of it. He was going to call himself "The Great Humor Man", and the tune drifting out of the overhead speakers would be Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb".