Remember when I wrote about so many of the ways that we are ridiculous? Well I have another perfect example:
I'm not sure how we got on this topic, but Jacob mentioned something about how I need to get a sugar daddy to buy us things and the conversation went something like this:
Jake: I'm sure you could find one in the city. You could go to...what's that place called? the co...com
Me: The commissary?? That's what they call the grocery stores on military bases.
Jake: Yeah! But no, I meant one of those places where you can get dried goods.
Me: Oh, like on Oregon Trail?!!
Jake: Yeah, what's that called?
Me: I don't know, I think it's just called the General Store.
Jake: No, I think it has another name.
Me: Yeah, maybe.
Jake: Let's call Miltay (aka Mallory, my sister)
Replayed conversation to Miltay
Miltay: Um, I think it's called the General Store
She then promised to do some research and report back if she found anything.
Does anyone have an idea?
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Depot?
Exchange?
PBX?
Mom?
Dad?
Better yet:
Tobey!
Dry Goods Store....that's what it is called! Took me a while, but after the fog lifted, eight cups of coffee, and the entire bag of popcorn, I KNEW the answer.
I still can't find it, but then again I always killed enough buffalo to last me weeks on Oregon Trail.
WHYYY do I remember that?
(Miltay...you be too funny!) :))))
oh Miltay....hunting was the best part of the game though!
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