Aw shit. You know what I just realized? I completely blew it for the grand finale of Banana Week. How could I forget? I guess I had a lot on my mind yesterday, what with writing all my posts for the days I'll be gone this week and doing the things I need to do to get ready to go.
But no excuses. I fucked up Banana Week on the final day. I know, I'm disappointed in myself too.
And the two people who read my blog yesterday didn't even call me on it. Enablers.
Whatever. Here's the big wrap-up to Banana Week, the moment I've been building to over seven days, a day late.
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Harry Belafonte + Fozzie Bear + bananas = pure awesome.
You more than redeemed yourself with this post, sir. Bravo.
Total copout. You let bananas down. B.A.N.A.N.A.S.
I was waiting for Harry.
I saw Mr. B in concert once. It was pretty awesome.
It was like a dramatic pause leading up to the grand finale.
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