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Not even the owner of machine would rescue him, not even the owner of the prison that houses him.  Now in his despair he stares at the reflection, dreaming of a better place.  Poor Bandanna Banana, poor bandanna bana bo bana, be by bonana...  bandanna... banana...

If you are ever feeling in the dumps, don't be silly chumps, just purse your lips and whistle, that's the thing!  ...And always look on the bright side of life...
 - whistles-  

There is still the chance that they will repair the machine and possibly even fill the whole machine with bandanna bananas.  Really, it could happen.

My brother-in-law is an expert of separating these machines from the toys within, so I will have to let him know when this particular one is back to functional so he can dig out the little guy.  I'm sure my son would enjoy using it as a bandanna banana bangarang!  :p


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    Umlaut Paradots has been a long time gamer, Japanophile, and fan all things fictional.  Author of the World of Warcraft Transmogrification website Mog's Addiction, Umlaut has been lost in Azeroth for quite some time.  There may yet be salvation in a good book, graphic novel, or FPS to balance out the addiction into other foci.



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