The Banana

I was at the kitchen, examining a bunch of bananas for
ripeness.

The father steps in.

I heard his gruffy voice, "Can eat already. But not
very ripe."

I thought I heard wrong. "Huh??"

Said The Father, more loudly this time, "CAN EAT".

So I twisted one lucky yellow banana out of the bunch
and it splitted open down the side instead of
detaching from the top, a sure sign that it is... not
ripe enough.

The Father continues, "But not very ripe".

wtf..