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I had the most bizarre dream last night.

There was a crashing helicopter, a man with a heart attack. A Nu Metro theatre without Jelly Tots. Me running around screaming for my mother not to help the guy in the helicopter as it is about to explode. No way to get to back to roof parking, only a way from roof parking down.

The best part though is we’re going to see this movie. My mother has a cake with her. Suddenly a man gets a heart attack and we run off to help him. In the meantime the cake has been taken to the Lost and Found department. On return, we claim the cake, but are told that they only release items from Lost and Found on Thursdays. This particular evening was a Tuesday.

So I get all upset and demand the cake back. Eventually I end up in the manager’s office but to no avail. There is no way we can get the cake back before Thursday.

So I decided to take revenge. I go and buy a ticket for a movie, but when I need to pay I tell them very firmly that “I only pay on Thursdays.”

How weird.