Well, I hope my Troll enjoys this dream. Let me start out by saying that I actually heard Copacabana by Barry Manilow on the radio on my way home from work yesterday. That is, no doubt, what prompted this dream.
Lola had to give up being a showgirl at the Copacabana because she got knocked up. Tony was out of the picture, and Rico wasn’t talking, so she was left on her own and in a family way. Jeff Goldblum, however, loved Lola and decided to take her in.
Cut to a documentary about how daddy birds cradle the baby eggs in their beaks.
Cut back to Jeff Goldblum and Lola. Jeff and Lola end up getting married and Jeff adopts Lola’s baby. I’m at the house, and there’s lots of people there. I need to get showered and ready for the big party that Jeff is throwing for the baby’s birthday. I find the bathroom, and it’s so tiny! The door leads to the outside, and there’s barely any room to turn around. It’s like a porta shower bathroom really…with a window and shower curtains that don’t really fit. I finally get ready and head out of the bathroom.
Jeff Goldblum is outside at his grill/smoker contraption getting ready to cook a big bird. The property is next to a big body of water, and I look out the window and I see a little submarine come up…(it’s a red submarine)…and out of the hatch pops Matt Roloff. He was making a delivery of some special chips that Jeff ordered off his website. Jeff was going to use them to coat the bird so it would be crunchy.
The party commences, and everyone has a good time. But…..after the party on the patio at the house, Lola asks everyone to go with her as she has a surprise. See, Lola had been taking dance lessons after the baby was born…she spent $75.00 on dance lessons…to get back into shape. She was asked to appear on stage at the Copa’s 30th anniversary party. Jeff was a bit upset, but then I said “Dude…it’s not like she’s been sneakin’ around with Rico or anything.” So he was cool with it.