A STORY THAT MAKES NO SENSE

fo-fanna-banana part 3

So he found the king of youtube gaming... PEW- wait... that's not pewdiepie! That's some 12 year old! "I am not pewdipeh!" He screamed in anger. He kinda sounds like he swallowed a bucket of helium.

reader:but that doesn't make sen-

me:WHAT DID I TELL YOU!? O3o READ DA TITLE

reader: oh right...

So anyways... B. had no idea what to do or what to say so he just laughed at his voice. He laughed so hard he fainted! B. soon woke up in what seemed like a bowl... he shook his banana head and climbed steadily to his stick-feet. He waddled around the bowl and found other fruits. He climbed out of the bowl and appeared to be small... He then found out he wasn't a banana anymore, butt a piece of toast. "Why would toast be in a bowl of fruit?" B. asked himself. B. just then knew that this story was stupid and was supposed to be random and didn't say anymore. He hopped out of the bowl and found he was on a table with butter... and peanuts for some reason. He had a strange urge to roll in the butter, so he did. B. waddled to the edge of the table to find a toaster at the other end of the some-what huge kitchen. He (for some particular reason) wanted to suddenly burn himself in the toaster. So then his quest for being burnt in a toaster started.... He waddled more to edge... then more... then more... then he fell. He could feel his edibleness go down. he squirmed around on the dirty floor for a while like a fish out of water, but he then died. He woke up again, to find him in the exact same place he was. "I SHALL ROAST MYSELF!" He screamed.