"Hm?" he replied without interest.
"I like to slit its throat and/or behead it, then pull back and scalp the rest of it." It's true. The knife makes a resonating 'shling!' noise of triumph.
"Then I skin it alive," he added.
I laughed, stunned by his witty participation. "Yeah you do!"
He always does. Takes him 10 minutes just to, well, skin a banana. There's no better way to describe what he does. I think it's a waste of time. He's a bit crazy.
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Now every time I see a banana, I'm going to think of Zarahemna. Sweet. FYI, we got a dream site, along with a bargain book at borders called "10,000 dreams and their interpretations". Should make for some highly entertaining reading! By the way, you are welcome to stop by to night whether or not the boys are in town!!
Would that I had any conversations so delightfully peculiar, at any time, but especially before lunch. A twinge of jealousy every time I reread this post.
That sounds like an exchange with Jason. Am I right?
It is for certain Jason. That little perfectionist monkey dude....
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