Hoot hoot and the magic banana
Ambulatory ride to the pub. Hoot hoot and the magical banana were, well, they were drunk but Hoot hoot didn’t give a hoot. Rambling, rambling in the back of the ambulance.
“I rode a horse” said Hoot hoot, “who went to town on a pony.”
“Ah, what a slip up”. said the magical banana. He didn’t care either, the ride was free and the last of his money had been spent long ago on the talking monkey. “Did ya see that monkey?”, asked the banana.
“You know I did”, said Hoot hoot who was eyeballing the paramedic put needles into his arm. “You know I did and you know I don’t care!” Hoot hoot started to fidget with the drip needle. “For a human, you’re pretty hot”,said Hoot hoot.
The paramedic nodded politely. Another Friday night drunk and another magical banana. How may had she seen been corrupted by the magical banana? Too many to count.
“Hoot! Hoot!”, said Hoot hoot and passed out. The magical banana began to sing a song with a soulful dirge. The secret meaning became clear, it was7