I remember Nirvana singing a song about "...sex and candy".
I never got that but, it was a catchy song. Anyhow, why do you need to reminisce about the past? To understand the present, of course.
We have an ice cream truck the lives in our apartment complex named Lil' Rina. It leaves around 3 or 4 and always stops in the neighborhood and is frequented by big men with no kids. I mean, I like ice cream as well as other big people... but, I just thought-- if I ever start dealing drugs -- I may have to take that idea.
This is not an actual picture of Lil' Rina.