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Lazy summer days are so much fun. The sun shining down, fresh apples on the trees, dropping down, and soft grass to lie on. Just pure bliss.

I reach into the picnic hamper next to me, and pull out a banana. Peeling it, I look around. No one else is here yet. That just makes things even better. I stuff the banana into my mouth.

It tastes just as good as the day feels.

I hear a shriek behind me. Turning around, I see a pretty young lady, her features pushed out of shape into a look of fear. She was staring in my direction. I look around, trying to see what she was screaming at.

"David, come quick!" she yells. "There's an orang-utan eating our picnic!"

Oh, that's what she's screaming at. An orang-utan eating th- oh. Oh dear.

I pick myself up from the soft grass and run off, banana still in my mouth. A man comes along with a rolled-up newspaper, but there's nothing to smack. I hide behind a bush. Well, that was quite harrowing.