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I packed my ba

  • I packed my ba
  • nanas into the creates for transport and waited for James the forklift truck driver to lift them onto the refridgerated truck. My bananas would be stored and then gased when
  • when I slid them deep in the box. James pretended not to notice my bananas, but I know he couldn't stop staring at them. My bananas had a deep vibrant color and were firm.
  • Not everyone likes them overly ripe, and James was one of *those* people. "You know I've always liked you," he said. I knew what he was going to ask, but I let him continue."Could
  • I watch you peel this? Just a little bit?" He eagerly pushed the banana toward me. "But it's not even ready yet.."
  • "You peel! Now!" He shook the banana in my face, growing more agitated. "Okay! Alright!" I took the fruit, still a little green, and dug my fingernail into the peel. He leaned in
  • Uncomfortably close to my face. After nervously peeling the banana, in a final act of self defense I shoved the peeled fruit up his right nostril. He jumped back and cried in agony
  • He gingerly removed the banana peel from his nose and gave me a dirty look. "that was not cool man, not cool at all." he slowly put distance between us& took out a knife. Fight me
  • -galomaniacs personally and you are bound to lose is my motto, so I snatched the banana peel from his face and ran, tossing it over my shoulder. I heard him curse loudly as he fell
  • clumsily forward, only to slip on the peel and spring back into a mad dash without missing a beat. My legs spun like cartoon pinwheels and I took off, trailing smoke from my shoes.

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