Am I frightened, am I aroused, or am I just hungry?

I just looked up "banana man" and regret ever having learned how to type.  I don't know if it's the search engine I used (duckduckgo), or just the general creepy content that comes with the territory of personified fruit, but I now have an acute desire to scratch my eyes out.  Usually I can look at pictures of puss-oozing tonsils, or spider-inflicted infections with ease, but now, after looking up "banana man" I shall forever be haunted by his menacing smile.  His back is curved in a reverse arch, thrusting his partially peeled pelvic appendage forward into the faces of all to see.  He lifts the peel at what I assume to be his waist to reveal himself; I close my eyes in disgust, only to impulsively think about how tasty, how appealing a banana would be at this moment.  I open my eyes, and cannot even roll them at this criminal-level pun, for my gaze is transfixed once again by the image of this nightmarish creature.  Am I frightened, am I aroused, or am I just hungry?