Bob. the train engineer loved his job. Driving trains had been his life long dream since childhood. Bob loved to make his train go fast so ultimately, one day he got reckless and caused a crash which killed a person and caused immense property damage.
Needless to say, he went to court over the train wreck and was found guilty, and sentenced to death by electrocution.
On the day of his execution, as his last meal he asked for a single banana.
After eating the banana, the jailers strapped him into the electric chair.
The switch was flown, sparks flew, and smoke filled the air – but the engineer was still alive with no burns or damage.
After several attempts to execute, the jailors finally had to give up. After a time, his attorney found a loophole in the law that ruled a failed execution was a sign of divine intervention and the courts were forced to set him free.
Somehow, Bob managed to get his old job back driving the train. He resumed his habit of making the train go as fast as possible. Once again, his train crashed this time killing two people in addition to massive property damage.
The trial went much the same as the first, resulting in a sentence of execution. For his final meal, Bob requested two bananas.
After eating the bananas, the same jailers in his first execution attempt strapped into the electric chair. The switch was thrown, sparks flew, smoke filled the room – and Bob, once again was unharmed. Bob’s attorney used the same loophone in the law and the courts were once again forced to set him free.
Once again, somehow, Bob managed to get his old job back driving the train. He resumed his habit of making the train go as fast as possible. Once again, his train crashed this time killing three people in addition to horrific property damage.
On the day of his execution, Bob requested for his final meal: three bananas.
This time the executioner refused and said, “I’ve had it with you and your stupid bananas. You’ve walked away from execution two times already. I’m not going to give you anything to eat.”
With that the jailers strapped Nob into to the electric chair without a last meal.
The switch was pulled, sparks flew, smoke filled the room – and Bob was unharmed.
The executioner was speechless.
Bob looked at the executioner and said, “The bananas have nothing to do with it. I’m just a bad conductor.”