Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Friday, 9/28

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When George Michael got to work, it was to find Eddie prancing or pacing, yeah pacing, back and forth in front of the stand. He was glaring at it in a way only seagulls can glare. George Michael wasn't sure what to think about this other than to fear for his eyes. Didn't these kinds of birds like to poke out your eyes? No. Maybe that's blackbirds. Crows. Yeah.

"I can't help it if I got paid for mine," he leaned over and told Eddie. "Not like you can use money anyway. You have no place to put it." He chuckled nervously but then did a little bounce. "Two hundred dollars and a huge tip! Can you believe it? I think she really liked my banana too. I got to stay all night long. Wait...what are you doing? Stop that. Don't. Shoo!"

Eddie started pecking at the base of the banana stand. George Michael started throwing walnuts at it.

The day was going to be productive.

 

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George Michael Bluth

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He was getting low on walnuts and Eddie was still glaring.

Seagulls, you just can't teach them anything.

"I have an Uncle that might like you," George Michael said to Eddie, right before he tossed another walnut at it.

Enjoy your banana

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And watch the no harm to seagulls being done here. Really. Just eat your banana.

OOC

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omg my throat is killing me!