Well if it has four legs and two arms, technically your armchair is a centaur.
My favorite term for a baby animal is “porcupette”, for a baby porcupine.
I don’t want to pet(te) a porcupine. Owww!
I know why. But I find it funny that baby 'possums are joeys. Like kangaroos.
I wants me a joey! 
Who the heck washes their bananas? Unless we’re speaking metaphorically here.
Ummm …me.
They just sit out in the open at the store. Every idiot on earth can touch them, smell them, every kid can use their grubby hands picking them up. Dropping them on the floor. Then a filthy sweaty produce worker comes and grabs them up and tossing it back on the pile.
Go Google up “what’s on my banana?”
Bad bad bad
That’s why I peel mine and discard the peel.
Exactly. Been not-washing my bananas for about 70 years now without issue.
Y’all gross…
Do you wash everything that’s exposed to the environment before you open it and discard the container? Bread wrappers, cereal boxes, milk cartons, cans, etc? I don’t get what’s special about bananas.
Umm. I ain’t telling that.
Just know it all causes me consternation…
(Excuse me, I’ll be in the pantry with gloves on.)