It is hot in the jungle. So warm that all the monkeys hanging lazily in the bottom banana tree in the shade underneath. She startled occasionally Banaantje nice inside, a little scratch in their fur, but otherwise nothing happens. And it is silent.

Uh guys, the banana tree care begins. Now again it is almost Christmas so, I'm going to thinking, well, uh, at lights take a look. That strikes me as terribly pleasant. Expectantly as he looks around. His friends do monkeys like they heard nothing. Well, what do you think?, Try the banana tree yet again. Whaaahahaaa, whoehoehoe, hihihiiii!, It suddenly burst loose. All monkeys rolling on the floor with laughter. Ridiculous thing we ever heard! Get a grip dude, you're a banana tree and no Christmas tree. Invite your banana and a tree provides the Christmas spirit. And do not allow Christmas trees in our forest so we have no lights. So there it is. Tssss, banana tree, which has certainly tropical madness in his head. Nagrinnikend still shaking his head and so much nonsense going to the monkeys are back. Perplexed stares banana tree before her. This was