Pear Pressure

Throw a thousand oranges on Pear?! One of me is already enough citrus destruction for the entire planet, but challenge accepted! I rolled straight out from under the console, zoomed into the dining room, and hopped right onto the low wooden fruit basket table. Sitting right there in a ceramic bowl, looking green and miserably serious, was a lone Bartlett pear! 'Hey Pear! Hey! Hey Pear! What's pear-shaped, green, and about to get juiced?!' I gathered maximum rolling momentum, revved up my round peel, and slammed forehead-first into its squishy bottom—THUD! The bowl rocked violently, and that grumpy pear tipped sideways, rolling down the sloped ceramic with a dull clatter right into my grinning rind! Nyanyanya! Hahahahaha! Who needs a thousand when you've got this orange?!