I have just discovered a coconut which contains a lime. What am I supposed to do with this? Why would someone do this?
Drink it all up.
Perhaps, to relieve a belly ache?
Call your doctor. To be specific, your DOC-TAH!
Try not to wake him up.
Don’t forget to call in the morning.
Now we’ve cleared up this mystery, maybe someone can figure out what you do with a drunken sailor.
Nah, let’s work on that in the morning. Early.
I’m all for shaving his junk with a rusty razor.
Do we even have a long boat? Does it need bailing?
Ah, that’s perfect - now I have that line in my head, set to music. I can always count on you, Inigo.
Was it one of those migrating coconuts?
What, the ones found in the British Isles during the time of King Arthur?
No, it’s far too perilous.
My concern is actually with a bunch of bananas I just found. I can’t quite tell if it’s a six-foot, seven-foot, or eight-foot bunch, but I’m pretty sure it contains a highly deadly black tarantula.
And we’ve come 360 back to limeys.
Yikes! You’d better steer clear of them, then. Why don’t you take one of my coconuts instead? I have a quite a few of them, in a variety of sizes. They’re all lined up here; aren’t they lovely?
Doesn’t anyone have any peaches? I’ve always wanted to really shake a tree.
I’m pretty sure there’s a spot you can find millions of peaches. Peaches for free.