It was my hope that the banana would serve as a charm to ward off elf magicks. When the elves saw the phallic fruit impaled upon the might of my potent pauldrons, I hoped their resolve would falter and their spirits would break. 

However the fates were cruel to me that day, and the only result of my intended voodoo was some very severe acne. As I rummaged about in search of the Oxy-Free to counter the charm's vicious effect on my person, I managed to ruin some very epic headphones. 

All in all it was a pissy effort, and I'm not impressed that the picture survived to remind me of my earlier witch doctoring days.