Mmm...

[bananacelot]

There's nothing like the feeling of slamming a long ripe banana into a well greased chamber...

[Ocelot sat on top of a mountain of fresh bananas, right in the center of one of the Nexus' halls.]

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[selfesteemteam]

MAAAAAJOOOOO-

...

W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH ALL OF THOSE BANANAS?

[bananacelot]

Ocelot unit? What happened to your uniforms?

[selfesteemteam]

But... we are wearing our uniforms!

They're freshly pressed and everything!

[bananacelot]

Not those uniforms--your banana uniforms! Are we going to have to go through banana training again?

[selfesteemteam]

Banana training, sir?

[They don't know what banana training consists of, but it sounds A-OK to them.]

[bananacelot]

That's right, banana training.

[Ocelot tosses them each a banana.] Now drop your pants.

[selfesteemteam]

Y-YES SIR♥

[AND THEY ALL START STRIPPING, NOT QUITE SURE WHAT THE BANANAS ARE FOR. OH WELL BANANAS ARE DELICIOUS AND FULL OF POTASSIUM.]

[bananacelot]

Now bend over.

[HIS EYES GLEAM BANANAISHLY.]

[selfesteemteam]

[ONE OF THEM HAS ALREADY STARTED EATING HIS BANANA.]

[bananacelot]

STOP THAT YOU BUFFOON!

[SLAPS THE BANANA AWAY.]

Bananas are meant to go up your rectum!

[selfesteemteam]

I'M SORRY SIR I- THEY DO WHAT?

[THIS IS NOT THE DIRECTION THEY THOUGHT TAKING THEIR PANTS OFF WOULD GO.]

[bananacelot]

YOU HEARD ME! Now drop and give me 50 bananas!