Matt wrote:This thread needs a monkey story.
Done. Not really a story, but enough monkey to make up for that.
Story added for You, Sir.
Once upon a time there was a happy monkey. He was a small brown monkey. He lived in a tree in the middle of the warm jungle. His name was Howard. One day, Howard was walking along the river. He was going to go and buy some bananas from his friend Hippo. Hippo had the best bananas in town. “Hello, Hippo,” said Howard. “Do you have any bananas for me?” “Yes,” said Hippo, “Thirty figs for a bunch of bananas.” “That’s expensive,” said Howard. “Well, bananas are hard to get this year,” said Hippo. “What can you give me for fifteen figs?” asked Howard. “I can give you half a bunch,” said Hippo. “Ok,” said Howard. “I’ll take it.” Howard took the bananas from Hippo and went home to eat his dinner.
Another one.
Once upon a time there was a horrible monkey. He was a mean grumpy monkey. He lived in a garbage can in the middle of the city dump. His name was Oscar. One day, Oscar was grumbling along the sewer. He was going to go and finagle some Tylenol from his neighbor Sewer Rat Boy. Sewer Rat Boy had the cheapest Tylenol in town. “AAAARGH!, Sewer Rat Boy,” said Oscar. “Do you have any Tylenol for me?” “Yes,” said Sewer Rat Boy, “Thirty bucks for a bottle of Tylenol.” “That’s expensive,” said Oscar. “Well, I can't open the childproof caps this year,” said Sewer Rat Boy. “What can you give me for fifteen bucks?” asked Oscar. “I can give you an attitude adjustment,” said Sewer Rat Boy. “Ok,” said Oscar. “I’ll take it.” Sewer Rat Boy bonked Oscar the Horrible Monkey on the head with a kiwi fruit. Oscar got all woozy and fell asleep. He wasn't so grumpy when he woke up. Grumpy monkeys usually just need a nap.
I'm done for now.