Banana Fiction

Literally the first title I thought of was “Check out the big banana on Brad,” but that seemed a little awkward. But it certainly does inspire a game like pantsing Star Wars.

What does Marcellus Wallace look like? … Does he look like a banana?!

Besides, I’ve already been through too much shit this morning over this banana to hand it over to your dumb ass.

Goddamn, that’s a pretty fucking good banana. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars but it’s pretty fucking good.

The way your dad looked at it, this banana was your birthright … so he hid it, in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this banana up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the banana. … Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the banana to you.
I think we’re done here.

Goddamn, I forgot who took the motherfucking photo. But the art is by Banksy.