(You know, with a canine sense of smell, that mightn't be a bad thing...) (Assuming you lose the human hardwired instinctive survival mechanism aversion to the smell of shit.)
Granted, you had a bet that the Rock couldn't fit them up your rectum. Unfortunately you failed to read the fine print which said you weren't allowed to break them off the man stem...
Yes, there's more than 42 bananas shown, but guess how many you were able to accept...
I wish factually incorrect websites had the equivalent of an "I am over the age of 18" type acknowledgment to click on before you enter, warning you that everything you are about to read is fictitious and possibly maliciously so.