Banana Splits!

Today Blood taught me and let me eat a banana split. At first it's some sort of attack in a batttlefield. How silly! And I meant the name, not myself.

She came back from school and said it was stressing her out. I can tell from her sleepy look and the heavy bag that's going to tip her over anytime. Then she mentioned to me that ice cream actually makes a person happy? So we both went out for this banana split.

She put an ice cream between us on a table. I looked up.

'This is it.'

'What?'

'A banana split. Try it. It's cooling.'

'Huh? This is a split? Doesn't look like it.'

'Hey, Mike. This is the 21st century. You want a war, you can join the army now. But that's impossible with your fat there.'

'Hey, I am not f...'

'Anyway. Are you gonna try it or what? I'm starving.'

'You humans have a way with names.'

Blood showed me the bananas on each side of the boat-like food. All because of these two things you call it banana split?! What about the ice cream and whipped cream and cherries? Then she told me we can't possibly call it 'banana-slpit-with-three-ice-cream-scoops-lotsa-whipped-cream-and-cherry'.

Then I tasted the ice cream. It's chilling, and Blood warned me I'll get brain freeze if I eat too much in one time. In the end? I got a brain freeze. Ow.