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Fruit is really dumb. But Alina asked for bananas in the guestbook. Yes. We do sometimes read the guestbook. But usually it's so that we can have secret parties and mock what you say. |
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This is the story of the groovy banana.... |
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Once, there lived a groovy little banana. And, man, could that banana dance. He danced a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean like, every day. That banana didn't stop. I don't think I ever saw him without his arms flailing. Anyway... |
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There also lived a stupid and jealous orange... |
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This stupid and jealous orange vaguely resembled a neaderthal. He was jealous of how well the banana could dance. |
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One day, after visiting his third-rate psychologist, the orange decided that rather than bottling up all of his hatred inside, he should let the banana know how he felt through "I Messages". Or at least modified I messages. |
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The banana kept dancing and told the neanderthal orange to go away. This made the orange very angry... |
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Then there was a huge fire and everybody died. |
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And the moral of the story is that vitamin C and potassium are the real killers. |
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