Bananas are just a bunch of little divas as far as I'm concerned. Lately I've had to bring my satin gloves and a velvet cushioned box to the store to carry them in or they get all pouty and have a big breakout of brown spots on the drive home. They're like little whiny kids that enjoy showing off their bruises. I just want to shove some oranges in their faces and say, "Now here's a fruit with some backbone. Why can't you show a little stamina like this", as I pitch one line drive into the wall and watch it bounce back. But the entire bunch would probably explode in my face and all over my clothes in fear if I did. And I'm not dealing with banana stains. They're the worst.