You chant the names of dead family members that you've never met, and a few dead pets. It was as if you actually saw them. No, you did. You saw the spirits of many people, actually. The songbirds began to chirp a quite pleasant tune. Ross had bongos, and was lightly tapping out a melody. All was good.
The others started to peel their bananas, resulting in you also doing so.
There was a slight breeze which felt pretty nice, considering that the night has been very hot until now. You expected this, you are on a tropical island.
"S O T R Y T I M E!!!!" Banana Man calls out.
This puzzled you greatly. A sotry?
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zimbabwe songbirds
Humorbanana man fanfic (satire in every possible way lol) uh yeah um tally hall idk if this is ever gonna get finished
