I also had another one earlier. I was at an outlet mall, in Osage Beach. I went downstaris where the so called "arcade" used to be. Now it was magically transformed into a place called "Bananas". Seriously. A store.......called Bananas.....specializing in all things banana. There were banana shakes, banana bunches, banan chips, banana slushies, banan bread, banana soda (What the...) and banana books. Oddly, the shop also specialized in cheeses (Sigh, YES, there was "banana cheese".....). So I saw some very sweet "pepperonni cheese" chesse with buts of, guess what, pepperonni. It looked magical. I ordered like 2 pounds of it, and it cost like $15, so I asked to get half of a pound taken off. Then it was $8.73. I am NOT making this up.
I guess the only good news out of this is that I didn't die in either dream. I was just emotionally torn with the first one I talked about.
If anyone invents "pepperonni cheese", I want credit. It's my "intellectual property" that came up with it ;).
Is a "banana store" marketable? If so, I want credit...yadda yadda yadda......
I just wish one of these days, out of nowhere, a psychiatrist comes out of nowhere and diagnoses me, for free, and solves my very screwed up head. Alas, most are in hiding, though, or they want $500 per visit......
Have a wonderful day!
The Allengator
