Operation: Yellow Spandex

You demanded Wolverine, so naturally, production budget constraints forced me to improvise. I scavenged a bright yellow banana from the fruit bowl, dragged it onto the center of the coffee table, and viciously jammed three silver plastic cocktail forks into either side of the peel. Instant claws. I squared up against my curved, potassium-loaded nemesis, drew both mini katanas from my back, and delivered a flying, slow-motion roundhouse dropkick right into its fibrous midsection. The beast went flying off the coaster, leaving a slight bruise on its peel. Victory is mine, Logan. Next time, bring actual mutton chops.