"The Walmart sandwich, though it melted a bit, remained the most solid in appearance, and still looked like a sandwich,"
(While a pint of Hagen Dasz and a Klondike melted and dripped into their plates.)
The headline has a genius amount of gross to it: "Walmart Ice Cream Sandwiches Don't Melt in the Sun." But the realization is what is truly grossing me out. I'm left to wonder how many times that ice cream gets frozen, unfrozen, and refrozen on its journey to the local Walmart. One could never know, could one?