A Funny(ish) Dream

I had a funny(ish) dream last night.

For some reason, I had taken a trip to London and was on my way home. Before I entered the station, I stopped off at a shop and came across a packet of crackers I was intrigued by.

They were Cheez-Its. In an untraditional blue and white bag. I looked at them and noticed they were a salted caramel flavour. I surmise they were a festive limited edition or something. 

Anyway, as I was inside the shop, a gang of males started hassling the shop assistant. I ended up performing a DDT on the ringleader and was then chased out by his toadies.

I didn't get to buy, let alone try, the Cheez-Its.

That was the bad news. The good: at least the DDT has become a significant finishing move again. It hadn't been since the days of Jake 'The Snake' Roberts.