Holy crap huge scoops. Like, "I know I'm fat, but seriously, people are going to look askew at me." Like, "How can you get away with charging me $3 for three litres of ice cream in this cone?" Like, "Seriously, I think some civil engineers will be upset with the structural integrity of this construction you have handed to me."
It's all Kawartha Dairy, the ice cream of my childhood. They regularly have Tiger Tail, the ice cream flavour of my childhood. There's a frequent-flyer free ice cream card, all the better to blow out my arteries with. They've got mini cookies and Reese's Pieces and free sprinkles and many other things to adorn your huge scoops of milk fat and sugar. (Though the way they often put the toppings on, they're liable to come off - and do, especially on cones.)
I go here way, way too often, and I'm just gonna keep going.