My Banana Bird Story

My cat’s breath smells like cat food.

Johnny L.A.'s cat’s breath smells like hork.

Maybe if you post it on the site that hosts this, you can have a little more success.* These guys let you update and return to the story at your whim; plus, they have reviews where people can give their own feedback without interrupting the flow of the narrative.**

*I suggest you pretend that it’s a Heart of Darkness fanfic.

** That way only YOU can interrupt the flow of the narrative, by setting an unpredictable update schedule.

Swooped doesn’t have a past tense in the English language. It does in Japanese though.

As for the story, oh darn shucks. I for one am sorely and deeply disappointed in the ending of this tale. I invested many hours of my highly profitable time into it and it looks like there will not be an endind. Poo. :frowning:

So, I take it we weren’t talking about these kinds of Banana Birds?

You know, if the business men in this story weren’t fictitious idiots, they could of enclosed a demonstration hectare or so of banana grove in a cage made of double layers of strong chicken wire (including a roof of course), it’d need to be about 10m or so high, but again we’re talking some steel supports and lots of wire mesh (plus gated doors for the workers to get in and out). At the very least, it would prevent the birds from swooping, slowing them down so that the hunters could rack up impressive kill totals.
If that works, then go to huge greenhouses, or perhaps clone the trees and plant them in other areas of the world (yes, I am trying to deconstruct the fictional universe of the story in a rational and sane manner).

Does the punch-line involve a giant squirrel knocking on the narrator’s door?

Given that squirrels are almost always looking for nuts, I would have to say that, Yes. The would come most anywhere looking for nuts. But I’ve never heard of any squirrel knocking on a door. They usually try to get through a door by going under, over or around it.

But I thank you for your contribution and I enjoyed the your picture of that banana bird. I’ve never ever seen a banana bird before, so I have no idea if the bird in your picture looks anything like the birds in the banana bird story. From all the times I have heard it told, I would get the impression that these birds look a lot like big vultures. Hairy and ugly and kind of like the Obamas. But that is just a guess.

Thanks again.

You never can tell.

You are welcome to participate in the telling and contribute your own ending if you like.

After all, it is the nature of this story to welcome all comers. So, come on down and fill in your own ending for your own self!

By the way, I have said that the ending involves the Americans engaging in a giant slaughter of the birds and the natives.

You can embelish that or you can make up an entirely different ending. Whatever you choose, you would be most welcome.