As I sit here, clinging onto the last few minutes of Saturday, I wonder why the banana is such an underrated fruit. People talk about mangoes and apples, heck even pears, but none of these so-called fruits radiate class and sophistication like the banana. When people see me pull out a banana from my bag, on the street, they seem taken aback. I feel judged. I look them in the eye, and spit on their face. What is a banana? A banana is nutrition. A banana makes you shit like an athlete. A banana smells good. A banana fits in the side pocket of your back pack. A banana doesn’t need to be washed. A banana is cheap. A banana can be fried, boiled, mummified, tickled, used in suggestive advertising, or even gifted to elephants. When a band like Deep Purple decides to name an album after a bloody fruit, you know this shit serious.