Two
So there is Black Belt face down in the mud outside the cabin.... It's dark out; the wind is blowing and its drizzling. It looks as though our hero may be dead. Up walks Mr. Bemis, his Clone and Penelope with their yellow raincoats caked with mud. Mr. Bemis shines a flash light on blackbelt.
"Looks like he's dead."
"Looks like he's dead, alright." says the Clone.
"We better get an ambulence." says Mr. Bemis.
"Penelope, go call an ambulence." says the Clone.
"No, wait." says Mr. B.
"Hold on."says the Clone.
Mr. Bemis bends over and lifts Black Belt's head up by his hair and looks into his eyes which are a bit glazed over but he has a big smile on his face. Just then, hwitttt tssshhh, you hear the sound of a whip cracking from inside the cabin. Penelope lets out a shreik and runs away.
"Oh shit!" screams the Clone, "What are we gonna do?"
Mr. Bemis calmly says "Don't panic and don't charge anything on your credit card."
At this point they hear another crack of the whip.... Then they hear some mumbling...... Mr. Bemis puts his ear close to Black Belts mouth who says almost inaudibly, "Get me a banana."
"He's talking," says Mr. B.
"What's he saying?" asks the Clone.
"He wants a banana."
"A banana?.... oh yeah... a.... banana.... why's he want a banana?"
"It's for my electrolyte balance." Black Belt whispers hoarsely. The Clone looks confused and worried.
"Go get a banana." says Mr. Bemis to the Clone.
"I don't know if...."
Just then there is another hwitttt tssshhh, of the whip followed by a loud grunt and a low moaning.
