PeterFever: Going Bananas

My thermostat broke and my heater won’t shut off in my apartment. The superintendent said it will be another week before they can fix it. So I’m going to chill, watch TV, and eat one of my favorite, a frozen banana.
Eating it reminds me of Las Vegas last summer. I went to the Ice Bar and met a Russian guy, Yuri, who was in construction. Well, I found out later he was with the mafia. He was very suave and asked if he could buy me a drink. Next thing you know, I’m in his suite and he’s rubbing frozen bananas on my nipples. It was cold and exhilarating.
If you want to get an idea of what he did to me, take a look at “Going Bananas“.