There are plenty of magical things about Disney World — there are incredible rides, Mickey Mouse, and Cinderella's Castle, to name a few.
But if you're anything like me, you know a day at Disney is not actually a real day unless you've gotten your hands on a Mickey Ice Cream Bar.
The life-changing chocolate-covered ice cream shaped like a mouse — the most pure form of happiness.
Sure, there are tons of insanely delicious treats at Disney — there's the iconic Dole Whip, churro, or Rice Krispie treat — but when faced between the choices, you, like Chris Evans, know what the real winner is.
You understand the true importance of the snack enough to purchase this shirt.
This incredible cell phone case.
Or this life-changing candle.
You fully understand and believe this truth.
You pray upon the Costco & Disney gods daily.
And you know the real definition of a "good day" = one in which you've had your beloved ice cream on a stick.
If we're all being honest with ourselves, it's really the only reason we go to Disney in the first place.
But mostly, you understand the deep sense of sadness when the few blissful minutes (or seconds, I'm not judging) with the iconic dessert are over.
Or the gut-wrenching despair of this tragedy.
So thank you, Mickey Ice Cream bar. For lighting up our eyes, our hearts, and our stomachs with pure joy.