Banana In The Butt
so last night my roommate and i were watching not another teen movie. anyone who knows me knows that’s a weird thing for me to watch but
- my roommate has a cold and had taken nyquill and wanted to watch it
- chris evans is in it and there’s a scene where he has a banana in his butt
so there we are, waiting for the amazingness that is chris evans’s butt when my cat, who was flopped on the floor dead asleep, suddenly perks up. stands up. meows. and we’re both looking at him like ‘what got into you’ when suddenly from her window, which is at the back of the apartment, comes a sound, loud enough to scare us all, just once BANG and we look at each other and decide
- some poor creature has just run into her window
- we’re going back to watching chris evans with a banana up his butt
but my cat doesn’t settle down and he’s now staring intently at the window and meowing and there it is again but not so loud this time and not just once Bang Bang Bang and now we’re both freaking out just a little bit because it’s two am and we’re trying to watch chris evans with a banana in his butt
and then from the front of the apartment, at the living room window, directly in front of her room, we hear BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG and now we and the cat are all freaking because
- what the fuck
- it’s like two ten in the morning
- we’re trying to watch chris evans with a banana in his butt
and the kitchen window is open because it’s one of the few that has a screen in it and a deep voice booms out our names and then the person outside, trying to get in and interrupt our chris evans watching goodness, begins beating on the door and jiggling the knob.
i knew the voice and so did my nyquill drugged roommate. her ex, with whom she was on friendly terms. until he interrupted our chris evans watching. my roommate is small and drugged.
- i am not
- i am now very angry
- you interrupted me watching chris evans with a banana in his butt
i stomp to the front door, yank it open, and scream ‘WHAT THE HELL’ so loud a few apartments down i hear a dog start to bark. the ex is startled. i’m taller than him and i’m angry and he is obviously drunk and tries to tell me he’s here for my roommate.
- “Uh no,” i say in a very black widow-esque voice “you’re leaving”
- and i slam the door in his face and flip the deadbolt
i shut the kitchen window and drop the wood pieces in the rail so it won’t open because i live in a cheap apartment that doesn’t have locks or screens on a lot of the windows. i go back to my roommate’s room where we resume watching chris evans (we’re coming up on the scene with the banana)
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG
the door
‘WOULD YOU LEAVE. YOU’RE NOT WELCOME HERE’ my roommate wonders if i’ve always been able to yell that loud.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG
the window
‘LAST WARNING ASSCLOWN. LEAVE NOW.’
lots of yelling our names. frustrated, i pull out my phone and call the cops. the dispatcher gets my info and says a unit is on the way and at this point i’m very upset because i’ve missed the banana scene. then she tells me if he gains entry to the house to call her right back
- lady i have a baseball bat
- if he gains entry his face will meet it and you’ll need an ambulance not a cop car
thirty minutes after he showed up, the cops arrive and haul him away. my cat settles down. my roommate falls asleep after a second dose of nyquill. i have missed chris evans with a banana in his butt.
moral of the story: don’t mess with me when i’m trying to watch chris evans with a banana in his butt.
I just saw this and needed to go back to the original source to reblog the whole thing in full.
(via clockwork-mockingbird)

