I had an odd dream last night... I was spongebob (you know, from the memes), and my sister came over, and I had peanut butter that was talking on a plate. It kept saying "Ï want jelly, I want jelly", but I looked in a book, and I found out that if you give jelly to a talking lump of peanut butter, then it would jump into your mouth, grow pale, and then become a parasite and control you from the inside... I put the jelly in a jar, and felt a slight sense of guilt as I closed the cupboard door. Then, my next dream began. I was watching a talk show (Dr. Phil). And Jesus was the one who was being interrogated. He said that He was worried about the current world-wide political situations. Dr. Phil turned into Donald Trump and argued with Him for, like, forever. I woke up. Then, I sat on my couch in my pineapple under the sea, almost opened a squirming peanut butter can, and waited for my sister to come over whilst watching Donald Trump (disguised as Dr. Phil) beat up Jesus. Then rain entered my head and swished about, making my logic inconsistent and abberant. That was a weird dream. So pardon the wild crazy thing that I said, I am simply not the same because there is rain in my head...(Yes, Shel Silverstein wrote a bit of that, and No, I did not have a dream where Dr. Phil was Donald Trump. Jesus was there, though. Anyways, thank you for actually listening to this rant. The next clue is up in the general tab. Ignore the ´welcome to our cluuuuuuuuuub´ stuff. It is simply there to distract you from the real clue.... Oops. Imma get fired now...