the story of the Fuzzy Banana

Once apon a time there lived a fuzzy banana. All the other fruits made fun of him because he was strange and didn't fit in. His only friend in the world was a Peach who was just as fuzzy as he. They would play all day long in the salad bowl together. However one day, a four apples came and murdered the peach. The next day when the body was found the four apples told everyone that they saw the fuzzy banana kill the peach. And so the fuzzy banana was bannished from the refrigirator. As the Banana began wandering, grief-stricken, he came across a raisin of considerable age standing next to a pot of boiling water filled with cooking spagetti ragati. As the fuzzy Banana walked over the raisin said to him " did you know that, uncooked, spagetti is quite weak and easilly broken?" The Banana did indeed know this; he had heard that they were quite delicate. "you know i could have just broken the lot of them, but that would have been to easy. It was much more fun to hear their screams as i boiled them" "But why did you boil them?" asked the fuzzy banana. And the raisin turned to the Banana and told him "because they needed to be punished of course". "yes but /why/ did they need to be punished" asked the banana, curious despite himself. "because they called my mother a whore and raisin dont take no shit from flimsy spagetti!" . And so the fuzzy Banana left that pot with the raisins words buzzing in his head,and so it was that as he passed the cutlery he had made his decision. An hour later the entire refrigerator was flung to the ground, ejecting from it all the fruits that had tormented the fuzzy Banana. And with a crazed look in it's peel, the Banana began chopping and slashing the fruits to bits! A cluster of Grapes ran to his left and he cut it in half crushing and chewing the grapes like a wild thing. A pear, to his right, was impaled apon the knife then used to bash the strawberries to death! Suddenly, a mango rushed him, attempting to stop his evil rampage. However, the brave mango was stopped by a swift smash from a meat tenderizer. Then the fuzzy Banana finished the dazed Mango off by lifting him up and taking a cheese grinder to him. The screams of the hapless mango peirced the night and were matched in volume and horror only by the wicked laughter coming from the fuzzy Banana. They say the Blender and the screams could be heard till dawn. Moral of the story? Don't F*** with Bananas.