what ever happened to romeo?

I knew this dude once and his name was romeo. He was a bit grumpy and loved his bananas. He, too ate his own poop. He also enjoyed paint and concrete. I dont think he liked me all that much. Although he acted as though he was just ignoring me, I had this sneaking suspicion that if I were to get in his grill, I would have been in a lot of trouble. The bathroom in that house was fun to play in. I would snicker when he would spin out on the crooked wood floor. Ah well, he was cool, but cooler now since he knows me, as most people are. Ooo, someone's getting another bowl of ice cream....