Favorite ice cream?

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Favorite ice cream?

chocolate
36
24%
vanilla
25
16%
strawberry
14
9%
mint chocolate chip
32
21%
potato
6
4%
salted caramel
12
8%
cookies and cream
22
14%
lactose/dairy free
1
1%
vegetable
1
1%
everything
3
2%
 
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I shamelessly list my favorite flavors as vanilla and ColdStone sweet cream! Bring on the accusations of boringness, I don't care, nyah hah!

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Though when I'm feeling crazy, Haagen-Dazs honey salted caramel almond...mmmm ^^
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Moose tracks!! Best flavour around. Although I'm also quite a big fan of cappuccino ice cream.
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If mint weren't in earnest
potato would earn it;
but as mint's on the ballot,
that's what we'll call it.

And chocolate to boot?
strike that, it's moot.

Oh bother your mother,
how do you choose?
Every option you'd rather
means ten others you lose.

I refuse.

**poor imp's poor poetry pittance to a poor poll**
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mmm vegetables my favorite type of ice cream
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