last Sunday my friends and I were lounging in our tiny apartment trying to escape the monotony of another lazy afternoon In the spirit of breaking the boredom my roommate Stan announced he could juggle We were skeptical but he insisted claiming he was once the juggle king at summer camp With nothing to lose but our attention we handed him the only available fruit a banana an apple and a squishy orange that looked like it had been through a lot Stan began with a confident toss But the banana slipped from his hand like a greased heel hitting the ceiling fan In a bizarre chain reaction the apple ricocheted off a lamp and the orange fell victim to gravity splattering onto the carpet Laughter erupted and Stan now ducking projectiles tried to salvage his dignity but the fruit had other plans By the end we were in stitches and Stan with a sheepish grin [Music]
last Sunday my friends and I were lounging in our tiny apartment trying to escape the monotony of another lazy afternoon In the spirit of breaking the boredom my roommate Stan announced he could juggle We were skeptical but he insisted claiming he was once the juggle king at summer camp With nothing to lose but our attention we handed him the only available fruit a banana an apple and a squishy orange that looked like it had been through a lot Stan began with a confident toss But the banana slipped from his hand like a greased heel hitting the ceiling fan In a bizarre chain reaction the apple ricocheted off a lamp and the orange fell victim to gravity splattering onto the carpet Laughter erupted and Stan now ducking projectiles tried to salvage his dignity but the fruit had other plans By the end we were in stitches and Stan with a sheepish grin [Music]
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