When I lived in Chicago, one of the neighborhoods I used to reside in was Bucktown. The local sweet shop pictured left is a near-historic landmark. You can barely notice the double scoop (side by side) ice cream cone in this photo, but it is a good 6 feet tall in real life.
One day while driving about with my married friends who were/are also denizens of the hood, the wife noted how unabashidly phalic the cone looked. The husband and I countered almost in unison how much the scoops looked like boobs. After which I began my own impromptu version of the "Tootsie Roll" song modified to substitute the words "a pair of boobs."
I then further asserted that the storied drawing power of this establishment was probably due in no small part to the double-edged subliminal ice cream cone. Behold the power of sex and candy! (Memo to self: time travel back to mid-ninties to write alternative one-hit-wonder capitalizing on this power.)