#chiquita sticker

[phillypeel]

02.21.24, Arch Street, 4:37 pm

yellow paint, yellow peel, yellow reflection

[stone-cold-groove]

Pro football teams are stuck on Chiquita Bananas.

[sainka-juice]

💙 Rei Chikita PNGtuber I made for my sister's twitch channel :) It's Rei4kyu pls check it !!! She streams valorant and other games :D

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🍓 I sell handmade stickers in my art shop ! (Link in bio) You can find stickers of clay figurines, Omori, League of Legends, OCs and more !

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🍊 Reminder that i have a draw this in your style if you're looking for one !!! :)

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🍋 All support appreciated <33

[final-ruse]

Heavy is the cheek that wears the banana sticker 🍌🫰🧏‍♀️

[oomles]

My bird Chiquita needs to go to the vet, so to help cover expenses I'm holding a s‌ale! 20% off everything all week on my E‌tsy.

Also... included in this s‌‌ale are some of the new pony stuff that I debuted at Everfree Northwest - including these two additions to the potato pony sticker sheets!

Royalty 👑 and Unicorns 🦄

Plus, I now have over 30 characters available as buttons, and plan to add even more in the future ;D

C'mon down! 🍌

|| link here ||

[watchfuldeer]

idk i think the sticker was about as romantic a way to be claimed by tom as there is. if you’ve ever had somebody you love sticker you with a sticker they kept just for the occasion, you do feel special. like yes i am your chiquita banana. thank you for thinking of me. i love you forever.

[wastehound-voof]

Here are the new stickers that Dole is putting on their bananas.

Celebrate 125 years of demolishing acres upon acres of untouched virgin rainforest to grow bananas. Celebrate the harsh pesticides and fungicides that are used so heavily the waterways and land surrounding a banana plantation is contaminated for miles, and the people working the plantation have the nickname “parrots” because their skin tone has a bluish hue from the chemicals, not to mention the health effects of said chemicals that Dole and DOW tried to keep quiet about (cancer, kidney disease, sterility, deformities, blindness, to name a few).

Celebrate 125 years of horrific slave labor (why do you think an imported tropical fruit remains 49¢ a pound regardless of season or inflation?), countless human rights violations, and taking over and destroying entire countries with bloody wars fought to suppress labor rights and establish company control over governments.

Dole and Chiquita destroyed and continue to destroy millions of lives to this day. This campaign is an absolute slap in the face to humanity.

[unsoundedcomic]

Sette, without flaw? She doesn't even have breasts, or boobs, or tits, no jugs, or melons, no unassailable peaks, no chest or ta-tas, no lady lumps or knockers, no norks, pillows, no baps or bingbang bazongna bongers. Flawed!

Tiddies suck. No one wants tiddies but hungry babies. I'd peel mine off like Chiquita stickers if I had the money, man. Smooth is best, like Scandinavian industrial design, or Agent 47.

[catgirltoes]

Is there a Marxist explanation for why Chiquita (fka the United Fruit Company) is advertising Despicable Me 4 on its banana stickers?

[mist-the-wannabe-linguist]

Trick or treat!!~

a chiquita banana sticker

to put on your forehead

[phillypeel]

08.16.23, Baynton Street, at E. Price, 7:40 am

dot dot dot

[selfetishizing]

THANK YOU FOR WRITING MY REQUEST!!! i rlly liked the one about ash writing letters to eiji, if you’re up to it (no pressure) could you either expand on that hc or write a little smth about it :)? again ty and i love your writing so much it’s gorgeous

A film ticket. Sticky notes that have lost their stickiness. Hastily scrawled grocery lists. A magnet with the date of a dentist appointment that he had canceled. Book quotes written on convenience store receipts. Chiquita stickers. Religious pamphlets with their words blotted into silly poems. Candy wrappers.

This was his life one week without Eiji—a life shoved haphazardly into an envelope addressed to a Hilton hotel somewhere in Seattle. An envelope without a letter.

What was there to say that hasn’t been said? Ash had already written his “I-miss-yous” and “love-yous” in his neatest hand; about his lazy days spent with Joyce and Baldwin; Buddy’s bathroom habits. He had even sprayed that cologne Eiji was so fond of—something in French, sandalwood, lemon—over the paper. (Which he should have thought about more thoroughly. The ink bled and the words had become muddled. The sentiment, at least, was still there.)

Somehow, it didn’t seem enough. With how much time he had to himself, he ought to have written something more profound, more evocative of his yearning. The futility of language: as if it could convey how he felt toward him. That warmth, and those sparkles, and the cloying sweetness that coats his tongue whenever Eiji comes to mind. The indomitable human spirit! Despite the impossibility, the senselessness, Ash tries to put that inexplicable feeling into words. Tries, and tries, and tries.

Eiji,

Buddy is asleep on your side of the bed, raising Hell in his dreams. Today he trotted up to a group of elementary school kids on their way home with a huge stick in his mouth and it made me think, “You take after your father!” 

(You know, the way you’re just so social. Hopefully you are not going up to strangers with tree bark in your mouth. It would be hard to explain to Missus Okumura.)

I had a strange feeling come over me as I watched Buddy run back and forth down the street fetching the same stick. Surely there is a deeper metaphor to be had here. Buddy is a small little guy now. The stick was almost just as big as him, but in time, he'll be a huge fluffy dog with a long snout and yellow hair that clings to everything it touches. He'll be tearing up the yard and bringing dead squirrels home instead of playing fetch with his old man. And the scary thing is, this could all happen in a matter of weeks. WEEKS. Bud is growing up, and you are away. Come home soon.

All my love,

Ash

[damazcuz]

They should put more interesting stickers in fruit. I've already got "Dole" and "Chiquita" can I get a cool dragon or perhaps a lion...

[colaherrerar]

Jajajajajajajajajajajajajajakakakaka ME FASCINA las plantillas de esa niñita 🤣

Soy yo cuando era chiquita

JUAAAAAAAAAAJUAJAJAJAJA 🤣

Se parece a mi cuando yo era chiquitita 🤣

Es igual 🤣

Pero yo no era gorda

Pero tiene mis facciones

JUAAAAAAAAAAAA JAJAJAJA

No puedo evitar subirla a esa son mis nuevas plantillas de Tumblr como sticker del WhatsAppgor pero es mi sticker de mis tamblers

Literal

[lorvalyt]

Ahora que te vas

No quiero que se te olvide nada

Llévate tus cosas, llévate tus besos

Esa lámpara que se fundió, la que está de tu lado del buró

Esa almohada que no te gustaba porque tú decías que te saca papada

Y las nueces que nunca faltaban en el jarro que te hizo mi hermana

Los imanes, los platos, también los retratos, llévatelo todo, llévatelo

Tu pintura de uñas que tanto me gusta

La voz con la que me decías que te gusta

Tu ropa apretada, tu falda morada, tus labios brillosos y tus arracadas

La cosa que rociabas en el ambiente

Las veces que nos visitaba la gente

La mesa chiquita que se hace un cubo para llevar a la cama el desayuno

Llévate cada vez que dijiste que me amas, tú no me amas, ¿qué onda contigo? Me dices que podemos ser amigos, no soy tu amigo, veme a la cara, estás así como si nada, no te creo nada, oye chiquita, me enamore de ti bonita y no se me quita

No olvides tu chamarra ni tu suéter favorito, No dejes tu sombrero y tus pantuflas de perrito, Tú quédate las fotos que pusiste aquí en la sala, Tú quédate los besos que me diste aquí en la cara, Tú llévate la fiesta de sorpresa que me hiciste, Tú cómete la cena de cumpleaños que me hiciste, Total estás faltando a esta promesa que me hiciste, ahora no entiendo nada estoy perdido, ¿qué me hiciste?

La pintura que no terminé

Los stickers que te regalé

La cobija que está en el sillón

El dispensador del garrafón

La prensa francesa

La mesa

Las veces que tú me diste la mano, yo ya no las quiero, yo te las regalo

Tus maletas

Las plantas de atrás

Tus facciones, tu linda barbilla

Nuestras metas y planes de más

Mis canciones y tu gargantilla

El recuerdo del mar en la orilla

El color de tus ojos que brillan

La atracción de tus manos que cantan

La adicción de tus labios que encantan

No olvides los jabones que te pones en tu cara, tu cara tan bonita, por favor no dejes nada, las noches que pasamos abrazados en la cama, la cama en dónde vimos la pelicula

Película fue, lo que vivimos bebé

Esa película fue, yo ya no la quiero ver

Llévate tú el DVD que yo ya no la voy a ver

Pero que nunca más

Y ahora que te vas no te olvides de nada para que yo pueda olvidar

Yo te quiero, yo queria

Yo quería cortar la cama, hacerla más chiquita para ver de qué manera te tenía yo más cerquita

Cada mañana, te dejaba notitas y dibujaba en el espejo con mis dedos figuritas

Llévate cada vez que dijiste que me amas, tú no me amas, ¿qué onda contigo? Me dices que podemos ser amigos, tu y yo no somos amigos, ¡Olvídalo!

Película - Sabino

[cervidaedalus]

Sticking a Chiquita Banana produce sticker on my forehead and calling myself a Garlean.