I once took a float with a guy who believed in the curse. Bummer was I didn't find out about it until after we pulled the boat out, and I produced the remainder of my sack lunch.... a crushed banana. His face turned red when he saw it, and he lectured me about bananas. Blamed our near skunking (I got a river sucker on a jig) on the banana I had along. Never asked me along for a float, again, and never even returned any of my calls. Those bananas sure do a great job of weeding out the douchebags.