“Was it a bomb?” he asked standing over the headless body.
“No, you don’t understand,” she replied, looking down at officer Kojak’s bald head, trying desperately not to laugh.
“It happened like this, we were all just walking along this here road when all of a sudden a frickin' banana fell from out of the sky and lodged in my friend Russell’s head! It scarred my cat Mr. Whiskers half to death.”
“Stupid, chicken-sh!t cat!” squeaked T.M., who then spit at the frightened feline.
She shot a disapproving look at T..M.
“Don’t be so cruel. Anyway officer, I tried to yank the banana out but it was pretty well stuck in there. Russell said it didn’t hurt a bit.
“He was too stupid to even know what ‘hurt’ means!”
“Quiet T.M. Well, officer, T.M. over there tried lubing it with grease and slipping it out but that didn’t work either. So we all just sat down and thought about it for awhile. That’s when T.M. lit up a cigarette and Russell asked him to put it out. T.M. being the heartless bastard that he is, flipped the cigarette straight at Russell’s face. Russell ducked and the cigarette landed right next to the banana on his head. At first we all thought it was pretty funny, at least until Russells head went ‘POOF!’ and exploded. That’s the whole story.”
“I STILL think it’s funny!” chuckled T.M.
The officer stopped writing, took the sucker out of his mouth and looked up at the girl.
“O.K. I get the picture. I don’t see any reason to drag this mess out. You two can be on your way. What’s your destination?”
“Oh, right now we’re ______________________.