So the other night I woke up at 3am and went downstairs to contemplate my insomniatic state when, halfway down the stairs, I heard a thump!  Listening carefully and walking cautiously, I rounded the corner and went half way down the pathway between my kitchen pony wall and the couch.  Hearing nothing further and being in a state of half slumber, I went to the couch and counted sheep.

After a valiant try, I emerged three hours later to discover a banana had apparently jumped off the banana stand (on the kitchen pony wall) and did a swan dive into the middle of the pathway about two feet from where I had stopped walking three hours earlier.

I picked up the suicidal banana and put it back on its perch, contacted the local chapter of the Banana Suicide Hotline.