TB's speech: 'In all my days as a struggling gardener, all that blighted my path, all that ever got in the way of my true destiny as the head gardener of all our glorious gardens, was these inessant, grasping little foreign weeds! I tell you, fellow gardeners, if ve do not stamp out these insidious pests then ve vill be brought down by them. They vill take over every neat and orderly garden and rape our own pure bred saplings, they vill be everywhere, destroying our golden crops. My friends, our borders must be heavily planted and our perfect lawns must be drenched in the strongest veedkiller known to man...'
It was at this point TB was dragged out of the classroom, his right arm still stretched out. I suppose the name 'Top banana' was always a clue to this sad mania others here warned about. 
