So I’m walking down a corridor at work and I hear a commotion. A group of guys are standing around a small green grape lying on the carpet. One of them is holding an absolutely enormous ball made entirely from rubber bands, the size of a Jack Russell dog. He’s holding the ball in the air a few feet above the grape.
I watch, completely fascinated, as they count down from three and release the ball.
The grape is utterly obliterated.
Later, I can’t figure out if what I saw was hilariously funny or merely an evolutionary experiment on the part of the men, like the bit in 2001: A Space Odyssey when the apeman uses a bone as a tool for the very first time.
Either way, I felt sorry for the grape.