I Have Come to Take Your Bananas

I have come to take your bananas, because I need to take them to a factory where I smush them with my feet repeatedly. Why do I do this? Well, it’s a long story. I don’t know wether it was a religious experience or some common practice amongst tribes. I got it from my adoptive family, after my real family abandoned me as a baby. I tried asking my mom why we do this practice, but when she did, she freaked out and ran outside, I have no clue as to why.

When I was seven years old, curiously, I went to the glass world where people wear tan colored caps and ride around in tiny cars with no doors. A chuckling Young Homo Sapien threw Arachis hypogaea in the Shell form to my face. It really hurt so I whined. But then, one of the people wearing a Tan cap but me in a jail cell, picked it up and put it in the doorless car, and drove off.

By then, I was in the glass. And a bunch of Young Homo Sapien has crowded around me. It frightened me so I ran for some protection, which only made their attacks stronger. They made a noise, from what I assume is an amusement sound. It was the worst day of my life.

At midnight, my dad had came over to the glass world to rescue me. He told me that the family found a better place to live. We took off to the new place and arrived at a factory with the word “Dole” on the top. It had tons of bananas, but the thing that was most astonishing, was that there was a long strip off fabric that would turn on at the press of a button, and bananas would come in an instant.

So why am I asking you, a Homo Sapien for some bananas? Well you have green bananas. I like the color green, and the “Dole” factory place only has yellow bananas.