You are not trippin'. It's June in Vegas and over 100 degrees out and it is straight up snowing. Snow ice that is. I don't really know how to explain it, but here it goes.
It's creamy, but not firm like a gallon of ice cream that breaks your spoon or fork or whatever your ice cream weapon of choice is. It's a light creamy.
A light creamy like that of Common's skin. Yes, he is some HOT ass Chocolate. Not light like an ice slushy.
Light like when a girl lightly tip toes out of the bedroom and away from her lover in the morning to brush her teeth and wash away the drool so she looks fresh.
None of that has anything really to do with Frost Bites, but I don't care. I love Frost Bites for being that delicious dessert I never knew I was missing. At 150 calories for a kids size I think I found my summer crush.