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New Title: “It Ain’t No Fun When The Baboon Got The Last Banana”
It Ain’t No Fun When The Baboon Got The Last Banana
In the heart of the African savanna, there lived a troop of monkeys who were well-known for their playful antics and lively personalities. Among them was a mischievous baboon named Barry, whose large frame and loud voice were impossible to ignore. Barry wasn’t just the biggest monkey in the troop; he was also known for his love of bananas—particularly the ripe, sweet ones that grew high in the trees.
One sunny afternoon, the troop was foraging in the forest when they stumbled upon a particularly fruitful banana grove. The trees were bursting with golden bananas, and it didn’t take long for the monkeys to start picking and eating. They chattered excitedly, savoring the sweet fruit, and the grove became a lively scene of monkey business.
However, as the day wore on, the bananas began to dwindle, and one by one, the monkeys found themselves with only the rinds of what had once been a plentiful feast. There was only one banana left—perfectly ripe, with just the right amount of sweetness.
And, of course, Barry saw it first.
The moment Barry spotted the last banana hanging from a branch, he wasted no time. With a loud whoop, he scrambled up the tree, reaching for the golden prize. His fellow monkeys gasped in disbelief as Barry, with his long arms and quick reflexes, plucked the banana from the tree and started to peel it, grinning ear to ear.
“I got it!” Barry shouted triumphantly, waving the banana in the air. The rest of the troop stood frozen, staring in shock. They had all been eyeing that last banana, and now Barry had it.
The smaller monkeys began to protest. “Hey, Barry, that’s mine! I saw it first!” shouted Timmy, a cheeky little monkey who was always quick to make his case.
“That’s not fair!” squawked Lila, a motherly monkey who had hoped to save the banana for her little ones.
But Barry was having none of it. He took a big bite of the banana, savoring the sweetness, and shook his head. “It ain’t no fun when the baboon got the last banana,” he laughed, clearly enjoying the attention.
As Barry continued to enjoy the banana, the rest of the monkeys muttered among themselves, frustrated by the unfairness of it all. They knew there was nothing they could do—Barry was bigger, stronger, and faster. But they weren’t going to let him have all the fun.
A few monkeys, including Timmy and Lila, quickly devised a plan. They knew that Barry couldn’t resist a challenge. So, with a swift move, they started a game of “banana toss” where the monkeys tossed pieces of fruit back and forth, pretending to be interested in something else.
Barry, ever the competitor, couldn’t resist joining in. As soon as he saw the game, he leapt in with his usual loud enthusiasm, leaving the last piece of the banana unattended for a moment. In that split second, Timmy snatched it up, passing it quickly to Lila, who gave it to her little ones.
Barry turned around just in time to see the last bite of the banana disappear into the distance. “What?! No way!” he exclaimed.
The troop burst out laughing, and even Barry couldn’t help but chuckle at how he’d been outsmarted. “Alright, alright,” he said with a grin. “Fair enough. But next time, I’m getting the last one!”
Lesson Learned: Sharing is Sweet
Though Barry had gotten the last banana, he learned an important lesson that day: no matter how big you are, it’s always better to share the fun. The monkeys learned to work together, and from that day on, no banana went to just one monkey. They’d make sure to share—and perhaps have a bit more fun along the way.
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