It was a dark and stormy night in the forest, and a pineapple had just rolled into town.
As the sun rose over the treetops, a young pineapple named Piney had a dream, a dream to rock.
He had always been fascinated by the rhythms of the forest, the hum of the cicadas, the chatter of the squirrels.
So he packed his bags, grabbed his axe, and joined the local band, "The Forest Five".
As the lead guitarist, Piney's solos were so sweet, so tangy, that the other band members were hooked.
Together they played sold-out shows at the Redwood Amphitheater, their fans dancing to the beat of Piney's pineappley riffs.
And so, the pineapple's love of music was fulfilled, as he lived his best life, under the bright lights, of the stage.