The banana is sweet.

I am a banana.

Do you want a banana?

Do you want a banana?

That's a banana.

It's about the size of a banana.

I am eating a banana.

I eat a banana.

I'm eating a banana.

What is this banana like?

He threw the banana away.

Millie is eating a banana.

Tom is eating a banana.

This banana is rotten.

The monkey wants a banana.

I ate a banana.

Tom eats a banana.

Jean is eating a banana.

This banana is green.

That banana is rotten.

This is me eating a banana.

Tom handed Mary a banana.

How much does this banana cost?

Tom gave Mary a banana.

Tom gave a banana to Mary.

I don't want a banana.

Tom peeled the banana for Mary.

This banana is almost completely black.

I ate a banana for dessert.

I ate a banana for dessert.

Is Tom eating an apple or a banana?

Is Tom eating an apple or a banana?

Why did you buy only one banana?

Tom ate the banana without washing his hands.

Is his aunt eating an apple or a banana?

I don't want to eat that banana.

And when they stopped growing they would smell like bananas.

Is his aunt eating an apple or a banana?

Time flies like an arrow fruit flies like a banana.

Neither the subject nor the photographer was named, only the date and the place 1863, a Louisiana cotton plantation.

Come on motherfuckers, you won't even know where the banana hit you!

One African American resident who approached him afterwards said she did not know it was a former plantation, but that she often had daydreams or visions of people walking up and down in her yard.

The pleasure of sitting in an unbroken park bench, reading a book or eating a banana (why not a banana?).

If I need a hundred or so calories in a hurry, I prefer a banana, a handful of nuts, or, for that matter, a delicious candy bar.