Banana Mon

Frank rolled over to look at the time. Its already eleven thirty and he has to be at work at one. He worked at Best Buy selling home entertainment systems. He took a couple minutes and laid there staring at the ceiling with his hands covering his face "im never drinking again" he said as he climbed out of bed. He put on some clothes because somehow in his drunken state he ended up naked and then he headed to the kitchen.

Frank opened the refrigerator door grabbed the water and just started chugging it.

"Get a little fucked up last night Frank" a voice with a jamaican accent from behind him said

Wicked freaked out Frank walked around the house looking for someone but no one was around. He lived with his parents but they were off to work.

"Wow, now im hearin shit" he said as he climbed the stairs to hit the shower.

With twenty minutes left till he had to be at work frank decided to check his Myspace to kill some time. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he knew he saw something sitting on the couch in the living room. He nervously turned his head towards the couch.

"What the hell?" frank says

"So, get a little fucked up last night Frank?"

On the couch sat a life size banana with legs and arms wearing a coconut bra,a hula skirt and dreadlocks eating a cheeseburger.

"Why you so speechless frank. Im your homie." said the banana man.

"I don't even know you or know what the hell you are." said frank not really sure of what's going on.

" Aww come on Frank, its me Banana Mon"