One radiant day in Happyville, a little monkey named Max was feeling devilish. He found a lot of bananas lying around, and his perky brain concocted an arrangement. "I will check whether anybody slips on these bananas!" he chuckled.

Max set a banana strip directly in the center of the recreation area, where everybody cruised by.

Then, he took cover behind a shrub, trusting that somebody would slip. First came Larry the Turtle, who was gradually crawling along. Max was certain Larry would step on the strip. Yet, Larry was delayed to such an extent that when he at long last got to the banana, he basically ventured over it.

Max moaned. "Excessively sluggish!

" Next came Sally the Squirrel, skipping near, gathering oak seeds. She zoomed towards the banana strip. Be that as it may, as she was going to step on it, a whirlwind blew it away, and she sped past it without taking note. Max's jaw dropped.

 "Please! That was amazing luck!

" At long last, Max saw somebody who made certain to slip. It was Benny the Bear, who was conveying a major honey container and murmuring a tune. Benny wasn't watching where he was going, and Max's energy developed. Benny ventured right on the banana strip, and... nothing occurred!

 Max scratched his head. "Huh?"

 Benny's feet were so enormous, that the banana strip stalled out to his foot like a sticker! Benny continued to walk, totally ignorant that he had a banana strip adhered to him.

 Max couldn't quit chuckling. "That is the stickiest banana I've at any point seen!"
 
 At that point, Benny pivoted and spotted Max behind the shrub. "Hello, Max! Do you have any idea why there's a banana adhered to my foot?"

 Max, actually giggling, shook his head. "No thought! Perhaps it needed to go on an undertaking with you!"

 What's more, from that day on, Benny the Bear and his handy dandy companion, Banana Strip, were indivisible. Wherever Benny went, the banana strip followed — on his foot, obviously!