Banana Man: By night a mild-mannered janitor. By day, a crusader for Justice.
He’s got his yellow leotard: on!
Yellow hood: on!
Banana: strapped to head!
He’s in the park again, eyeing Ice Cream Guy. Ice Cream Guy has the ice cream stand, he sells ice cream.
Banana Man is watching. And waiting.
Customers come and go.
A child rips the wrapping off her ice cream, drops it on the ground.
Time for Justice! Banana man steps forward and points to the wrapper on the ground.
“Hey! Pick that up!”