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  • Banana Slicer

    You've got to read the reviews on this one.

    http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00...ekancitpenp-20

    For decades I have been trying to come up with an ideal way to slice a banana. "Use a knife!" they say. Well...my parole officer won't allow me to be around knives. "Shoot it with a gun!" Background check...HELLO! I had to resort to carefully attempt to slice those bananas with my bare hands. 99.9% of the time, I would get so frustrated that I just ended up squishing the fruit in my hands and throwing it against the wall in anger. Then, after a fit of banana-induced rage, my parole officer introduced me to this kitchen marvel and my life was changed. No longer consumed by seething anger and animosity towards thick-skinned yellow fruit, I was able to concentrate on my love of theatre and am writing a musical play about two lovers from rival gangs that just try to make it in the world. I think I'll call it South Side Story.

    Banana slicer...thanks to you, I see greatness on the horizon.
    I tried the banana slicer and found it unacceptable. As shown in the picture, the slices is curved from left to right. All of my bananas are bent the other way.
    Until I purchased this product I was never able to sustain a relationship due to my inept banana handling skills. Failed relationship after failed relationship I was told that while my outward appearance led men to believe I possessed the required banana handling knowledge and skills, when push came to shove I failed miserably. Apparently my performance was often unreliable and uneven. I was devastated.

    When I met my current man I was, rightfully so, hesitant to handle a banana in his presence. I knew he'd find me lacking like all the rest. He is such a great guy that he waited nearly a year for me to work up the courage to share a banana with him. He was so sweet during this time, subtly encouraging me in dark movie theaters, underneath restaurant tables, and most often while we were spooning on the couch watching movies, reassuring me that he would not find my banana technique a disappointment.

    I was close to giving in when I found this product on Amazon. I was so excited that I ordered it expedited shipping! Because I love my man so much I didn't want to experiment with this product on him, I wanted to perfect my technique. I spent the next week trying out banana after banana until I achieved the desired result reliably, every single time. (Gosh, I hope he doesn't find this review, he might become jealous knowing I experimented on other bananas!)

    Can you imagine how happy he was when I wrote on his FB wall, "Hey, honey! I'm ready to slice some bananas tonight when you get home!" He was so excited that he took off work early and rushed to my side.

    This product changed my life. He was so impressed with my new found skills that he proposed a month later. We both credit this product with bringing us closer together, and we decided that instead of the traditional bride and groom on top of the wedding cake, we'd give our slicer this place of honor. We did receive many questions and quizzical looks from our wedding guests, but we'd just smile and nod to each other and offer no explanation. After all, it's nobody's business that I was such a miserable failure for so long.

    Single gals, rush right out and buy this product. Once you learn how to reliably handle a banana you won't be single for long!
    Wife and #1 Fan of Attending Adult & Geriatric Psychiatrist.

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    Literally crying reading these!

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    • #3
      These are hysterical!!!

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      • #4
        "All of my bananas are bent the other way"

        Jen
        Wife of a PGY-4 orthopod, momma to 2 DDs, caretaker of a retired race-dog, Hawkeye!


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        • #5
          How about the reviewer who noted:

          "I couldn't afford a mohel for my son's circumcision - so I thought this would do. Now my son's schmeckel is in 16 evenly-sliced pieces. Not kosher! Not kosher!"

          Maybe it's because I am pregnant, but I am having a hard time holding my pee, I am laughing so hard at this.

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          • #6
            Originally posted by GrayMatterWife View Post
            How about the reviewer who noted:

            "I couldn't afford a mohel for my son's circumcision - so I thought this would do. Now my son's schmeckel is in 16 evenly-sliced pieces. Not kosher! Not kosher!"

            Maybe it's because I am pregnant, but I am having a hard time holding my pee, I am laughing so hard at this.
            This thread is perfect for a rainy day with a sick baby that won't nap
            Jen
            Wife of a PGY-4 orthopod, momma to 2 DDs, caretaker of a retired race-dog, Hawkeye!


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            • #7
              LOL! That is hilarious!!!

              Have you seen these reviews for the BIC pens for her?

              http://www.amazon.com/BIC-Cristal-1-...ds=pen+for+her
              -Mommy, FM wife, Disney Planner and Hoosier

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              • #8
                Ha ha!
                Veronica
                Mother of two ballerinas and one wild boy

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                • #9
                  It's also worth looking up the reviews for Tuscan Whole Milk and the Badonkadonk personal tank. Cried laughing at those.
                  Wife of PGY-4 (of 6), cat herder, and mom to a sassy-pants four-nager.

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                  • #10
                    LOL! I love Amazon reviewers!
                    Laurie
                    My team: DH (anesthesiologist), DS (9), DD (8)

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                    • #11
                      Here's the one I was thinking of for Tuscan Whole Milk -- literally a gallon of milk on Amazon.

                      5.0 out of 5 stars Make this your only stock and store July 8, 2008
                      By Edgar
                      Once upon a mid-day sunny, while I savored Nuts 'N Honey,
                      With my Tuscan Whole Milk, 1 gal, 128 fl. oz., I swore
                      As I went on with my lapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
                      As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the icebox door.
                      'Bad condensor, that,' I muttered, 'vibrating the icebox door -
                      Only this, and nothing more.'

                      Not to sound like a complainer, but, in an inept half-gainer,
                      I provoked my bowl to tip and spill its contents on the floor.
                      Stupefied, I came to muddle over that increasing puddle,
                      Burgeoning deluge of that which I at present do adore -
                      Snowy Tuscan wholesomeness exclusively produced offshore -
                      Purg'ed here for evermore.

                      And the pool so white and silky, filled me with a sense of milky
                      Ardor of the type fantastic of a loss not known before,
                      So that now, to still the throbbing of my heart, while gently sobbing,
                      I retreated, heading straightway for the tempting icebox door -
                      Heedless of that pitter-patter tapping at the icebox door -
                      I resolved to have some more.

                      Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
                      'This,' said I, 'requires an extra dram of milk, my favorite pour.'
                      To the icebox I aspired, motivated to admire
                      How its avocado pigment complemented my decor.
                      Then I grasped its woodgrain handle - here I opened wide the door; -
                      Darkness there, and nothing more.

                      Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
                      Doubting, dreaming dreams of Tuscans I had known before
                      But the light inside was broken, and the darkness gave no token,
                      And the only words there spoken were my whispered words, 'No more!'
                      Coke and beer, some ketchup I set eyes on, and an apple core -
                      Merely this and nothing more.

                      Back toward the table turning, all my soul within me burning,
                      Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
                      'Surely,' said I, 'surely that is something at my window lattice;
                      Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
                      Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
                      'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

                      From the window came a stirring, then, with an incessant purring,
                      Inside stepped a kitten; mannerlessly did she me ignore.
                      Not the least obeisance made she; not a minute stopped or stayed she;
                      But, with mien of lord or lady, withdrew to my dining floor -
                      Pounced upon the pool of Tuscan spreading o'er my dining floor -
                      Licked, and lapped, and supped some more.

                      Then this tiny cat beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
                      By the grand enthusiasm of the countenance she wore,
                      Toward the mess she showed no pity, 'til I said, 'Well, hello, kitty!'
                      Sought she me with pretty eyes that seemed to open some rapport.
                      So I pleaded, 'Tell me, tell me what it is that you implore!'
                      Quoth the kitten, 'Get some more.'

                      Wife of PGY-4 (of 6), cat herder, and mom to a sassy-pants four-nager.

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                      • #12
                        Lol
                        Veronica
                        Mother of two ballerinas and one wild boy

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                        • #13
                          I read a few of the banana slicer/lady BIC pen reviews to DH.
                          "How do people have the time to be this creative?"
                          He did laugh, though.
                          Wife to Family Medicine attending, Mom to DS1 and DS2
                          Professional Relocation Specialist &
                          "The Official IMSN Enabler"

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                          • #14
                            Holy crap, Poe? That is awesome.
                            Kris

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                            • #15
                              It is possible...just possible...that some people have a tad too much time on their hands!

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