Originally posted by Pirate Jack
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Amid the general hysterical laughter, friends and caretaker alike, I blundered around the corner of the building, wiping the gunge off myself as I went. Had I been a little more observant at that stage, I might have noticed the first-formers having a "fruit-fight" in the middle distance. More to the point, I might have spotted the missile flung by one of them towards us, and ducked out of the way. As it was, I copped a very ripe banana on my shoulder, which promptly burst and shed its sickly contents all over my left lapel.
Almost thirty years later, I still think twice about walking under ladders.
True story.
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