David Harris Gershon

Arms, legs out the banana, mesh face.

He puts trays of smoothies and he kicks me out of the shop.

So I'm walking into the streets of Athens.

Coeds are giggling.

People are parting as you would part if you see a banana holding smoothies.

And I hobble and make my way to the raceway up to the grandstand.

And the race announcers are like, hey, everybody, because I have ultimate smoothies on the front.

Hey, everybody, it's Mr. Banana from Ultimate Smoothies.

Mr. Banana, what do you got for us?

And they shoved the microphone in my mesh face.

And I start spouting off some advertising that had something to do with ginseng.

And I don't even know what I said.

But basically, I gave them the smoothies.

They tasted it and said, hey, everybody, this is great.

Everybody, go to Ultimate Smoothies for some great smoothies.

And I waved to the crowd.

Everybody, cheers.

And they're like, all right, you can go.

I think I'm done.

So I head down, waddle back towards Ultimate Smoothies, and I think I have made my own personal exodus.