It's amazing the things you can think of at 3:30am...
Despite Michael being 600 miles away and in El Paso right now, we somehow still manage to interact more than most married couples. Since we are constantly on the phone and having to come up with new things to discuss, we are always learning new truths, evalutating life, creating theories and sometimes, meeting new characters. Let me introduce to you, ladies and gentlemen, Banana Man.
Standing 9 feet tall, weighing 456lbs in pure potassium muscle, Banananana Man is here to save the day. Banananana man uses his brute force to launch banananana peels in front of bad villians where they slip and fall and sometimes die. And if they don't die, Banananana man burries them alive in 800lbs of mushed up bananananas.
Curious George, Banananana man's side kick, is in charge of eating all the banananas to keep Banananana mans weapons of mass destruction in stock. Banananana Man also donates banananas to homeless children in many parts of Asia and Africa and has almost ended hunger in those regions. For those of you who have wondered where Curious Georege has gone, he is still there you just don't recognize him because he has gained so much bananana weight. Banananana man is a proud father of 7 banananana babies and is excelent at making banananana pancakes, banananana nut bread and banananana pudding. If you would like to try his recipes, or just need help fighting off villians, Banananana man can be reached at 1-800-ban-ananana.*
*For those of you who don't know, Michael has trouble with the word banana and to this day is not sure how many "na's" there are in banana.
Michael would have told you all of this himself but, he's still love sick, his heart in a battle against death itself--afterall, you can die from a broken heart.
Editors Note: This brillant blog, submitted by a brillant girl who also happens to be easy on the eyes, should receive no less than 45 comments.
11 comments:
best blog ever. michael, abdicate your thrown. we have a new queen.
well here is comment #2....becca how did the car thing work out? hope michael is having better days if he reads this....i want to see a mustache when he gets back....
Poor Michael, how horrible it must be out in El Paso. Perhaps even worse than Six Flags Fiesta Texas.
Doubtful.
Keep up the good work on the blog, however, don't be too good...I'd hate to see a power struggle when he returns to regular posting, a la the Steve Harvey show when Steve becomes interim principal in Regina's absence and is forced to step aside when she recovers.
Since when did you get to bet my life!
but seriously its real right?
Didn't Gwen Stefani teach you anything Michael??
dude, i think she's got you.
Michael- Hey. Becca...I think I'm the only one who calls you becca anne. That is NOT cool. You changed your name for college and then changed it back and now I'm screwed with a capitol W. Oh well...Maybe some day I'll catch up.
I love the bannannaana man, bananaa,.....bannanna...forget it!
Make no mistake, My name is and will be Becca Anne :). You're doing great Jessie!
Good thing, because I call you Becca Anne too!:)
I've heard of bologna man. :)
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