Stories tagged “banana”
-
Clean Up
Marble makes such a gruesome sound when your head hits it. And the stains are not that easy to take out. ~ “Sigh, there goes another hopeful recruit,” said James, taking his hood off. “But if Chum does not like him,” replied Shi...
-
May 27, 2010
The dog, finally released from the rope which had been holding it to the post, ran off yelping and limping just a little. I turned to my friend, who was grinning inanely at his actions, and grimaced at the memory of what had just transpired. “Wel...
-
Sudden Change for Shirl
“I’m having so much fun!” screamed Shirley in those final seconds of antic motions before she stepped on that fateful banana peel. Who could have known what would happen next?
-
What Happened Next
“Oh, no!” shrieked Joyce. Shirley was skidding across the floor atop the banana peel, vocalizing a panicked series of hoots not unlike those typically associated with the bird known as the whippoorwill. What a remarkable coincidence, though...
-
Skidding Shirley on the Ceiling
But perturbedness soon gave way to astonished gasps and the sound of newspaper photographers’ old-timey camera flashes going off. Though wobbling unsteadilly and hooting all the while, Shirley did not fall; rather, she remained atop that most res...
-
I'm Still Here
Well, after that, the once-disinterested crowd was interested again. You can believe that! Jolted out of a stupefied state by the sound of her sister Shirley’s banana bustle knocking off one of the few remaining shards of glass in the now-less-th...
-
Joyce: Overwhelemed
Overwhelmed by the cosmic implications of what had appeared to occur, Joyce turned toward Mr. Carps and began to walk slowly in his direction, her face reflecting the confused inner situation of her thoughts and also of her feelings. She didn’t n...
-
Equatorial Banana Peel
“Joyce! Look out for that banana peel on the floor in front of you!”: that’s what Mr. Carps said, both aloud and via his telepathic capability. It was so important, he couldn’t take any chances; it was the time to be redundant. ...
-
Oh, no!
Joyce took a moment to ponder Mr. Carps’s warning about the dreaded Equatorial Banana Peel, which lay on the floor between them. “Thank you for the warning!” she cried, speaking aloud since she was as yet unfamiliar with the details o...
-
Looking and Cussing
She glanced out her window and saw a woman, warbling and wobbling, skid by on a banana peel. “Oh, Jesus!” she muttered. "Just what I needed. Some motherfucker has stepped on the goddamned dreaded equatorial banana peel.