There once was a pink banana. It always wanted to be something better, something bigger. When it was still young it taken away from its family and put in a box. A box that would lead it to a bright future. Or so it thought. When it was taken out Shia LaBeouf peeled of its skin and ate it apathetically. The banana had no mouth, and wanted to scream. The banana had no limbs, but wanted to struggle. Alas, it was consumed mercilessly and eventually ended up in the sewers. A place where it would learn the cruelties of life by a friendly sewer rat. The rat took it upon itself to raise the had-been banana. Eventually, the banana decided to leave the haven of the rats keep, and went on to pursue its dreams. The banana still thought there was good in this world. It struggled harshly, and overcame obstacle after obstacle. It had a dream, and would stop at nothing to make it reality.
Now its an eggplant and chills on my cover photo.