Our University Freshman reports that last night, as part of Welcome Week, the University hosted a dance in the huge basketball stadium. Loud bands, crowd surfing, funny costumes and lots of dancing. There were pirates and clowns and hobos and various animals in attendance.
I had suggested that he tread lightly (first impressions and all) and maybe be so bold as to draw on a pencil-thin mustache and go as an understated Rhett (you, know, "Frankly my dear, . . . ").
Despite my well-intended and hoary-headed words of wisdom, he chose to attend dressed as a huge banana by wearing a bright yellow banana costume (applying with abandon, the "no risk, no reward theory"). The costume covered him from head to toe except that his face poked out of a hole close to the stem, and his legs straddled the bottom end. No way he was going to be confused with a shy, understated, stand-in-the-back-of-the-room-wondering-who-to-ask-to-dance freshman boy.
Well, with the costume in place, he easily established a noticable presence in the room. That is, he's already pretty tall, and the banana stem extending well-over his head made him visible from any point in the venue. But that was just the beginning.
In fact, he told me he was dancing in the middle of more than a thousand students when he drew some unwanted attention of several of the hungry primates.
I had suggested that he tread lightly (first impressions and all) and maybe be so bold as to draw on a pencil-thin mustache and go as an understated Rhett (you, know, "Frankly my dear, . . . ").
Despite my well-intended and hoary-headed words of wisdom, he chose to attend dressed as a huge banana by wearing a bright yellow banana costume (applying with abandon, the "no risk, no reward theory"). The costume covered him from head to toe except that his face poked out of a hole close to the stem, and his legs straddled the bottom end. No way he was going to be confused with a shy, understated, stand-in-the-back-of-the-room-wondering-who-to-ask-to-dance freshman boy.
Well, with the costume in place, he easily established a noticable presence in the room. That is, he's already pretty tall, and the banana stem extending well-over his head made him visible from any point in the venue. But that was just the beginning.
In fact, he told me he was dancing in the middle of more than a thousand students when he drew some unwanted attention of several of the hungry primates.
Suddenly, the alpha-gorilla, who apparently had never seen a banana with legs, began chasing him all around the room and even up onto the stage with the band. All this was played out to the chants of the group (did I say there was more than a thousand freshmen present) dancing the Franky (look it up on YouTube if you have to, it's worth it). To escape, he had to leap from the stage into the waiting hands of the audience and crowd-surf to the back of the room where he started a break dancing circle that ultimately extended to across the wooden court.
Already his friends are calling him "banana suit guy," and when someone makes a public reference to the banana suit guy, even people who don't know him nod their heads in appreciation and say in that way only 18 years olds can say, "dude . . . "
A good time was had by all.
Really.
1 comment:
So, where is the picture to support this story? Where is the picture of BananaMan?
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