Trippin'

No, it's not what you think it is and I have told you people (LBB) to get your mind out of the gutter! No, this is a story about a journey to a mystical, wondrous place. A place few are fortunate enough to see. A place known as...the Dollar General.

For the uninitiated, the Dollar General is a place to get cheap stuff. I don't normally go there, but I forgot to go to Wal-Mart on the way back from work and I needed blank videotapes. I decided to try Dollar General as opposed to wasting gas going back to Wal-Mart. As I wandered up and down the aisles, I was simply....amazed at the treasures that awaited me. Treasures like Winter Holiday Lucky Charms (which I did not buy). Two dollar boxes of Rice Krispie Treats. Green and orange jump ropes for a buck (I was tempted). My quarry, 6-hour videotapes, also for a buck. But the best was yet to come. They had....

Peach Fanta. Poor, neglected Peach Fanta. Peach Fanta is the ugly stepsibling of the Fanta family. Unlike strawberry and grape and orange, it does not come in two-liter bottles, only the 20 ouncers you find in gas stores. Many a time have I skipped hopefully into a Li'l Cricket, my eyes alighting on a golden-colored bottle of...Orange Fanta. But you, Dollar General, you did not dash my hopes, instead you fulfilled my craving. We have only just met, but I feel sure I will return. And next time I'll have more than 5 bucks. Fanta, Fanta, don't you wanna Fanta, Fanta, don't you wanna.....