The Monkey Dances
 

The Monkey tries to tell me that it cant be fooled by the old food wrapper,.... but then he screams he's burning as the fire log stings him, ........ silly monkey tap dance for bingo

I found a kitty cat to monkey dance but it costs 19.95 $$$$$ what the fthththtlud monkey whos in the cage now ....


booty boooty poppin

The monkey has started watching me from inside the cage, the question is when does the lab become the world, has the monkey become bitter towards me, ? I am in danger...... what if the the monkey escapes.... will he seek me out for vengence? I must crush the monkey,.... crush and destroy him,... or maybe try give him a butter finger,... at least then hes busy while I exit stage left

now everyone is worried that the evil has resurfaced, but its locked up so what is going on..... the monkey says the word hacked alot but I dont get it, the wiz kid from homeschool ninja camp dosent seem to notice at all therefore the threat level is minamial ..... lower then jet set blue

the monnkey found an old brass key and evolved into a chimpanzee then broke the cage opejn and read all about himself on the internet, there are alot of rumors about some people on the internet,... protect your children castrate thier offspring

you know you got it monkey, your a superstar, now take a facial and get sexy for the big golf bizzle dingle berry drizzle on yer chizzle... hes cumming you know ,

Serious note, monkeys have opposable thumbs and are able to type, but seem to reject the idea for finger gestures instead

I WAS IN THE BACK!!!!!


DANCE MONKEY DANCE DANCE DANCE DANCING MACHINE MANIAC MANIAC DANCE DANCE DANCE ALL NIGHT LONG

I like monkeys.

The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought that
odd since they were normally a couple thousand each. I decided not to
look a gift horse in the mouth. I bought 200. I like monkeys.

I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His
name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really
bright. They kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed.
Then they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing.

I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very well to their new
environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at
high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the
spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour.

Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive:
they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sorta' dropped dead.
Kinda' like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Damn
cheap monkeys.

I didn't know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my
room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked
like I had 200 throw rugs.

I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn't work. It got stuck.
Then I had one dead, wet monkey and 199 dead, dry monkeys.

I tried pretending that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for
a while, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real
bad.

I had to pee but there was a dead monkey in the toilet and I didn't want
to call the plumber. I was embarrassed.

I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately
there was only enough room for two monkeys at a time so I had to change
them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so
it didn't all go bad.

I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was flammable. I had to
extinguish the fire.

Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in
my freezer, and 197 dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. The odor
wasn't improving.

I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my monkeys and to use the
bathroom. I severely beat one of my monkeys. I felt better.

I tried throwing them way but the garbage man said that the city wasn't
allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him that I had a wet
one. He couldn't take that one either. I didn't bother asking about the
frozen ones.

I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My
friends didn't know quite what to say. They pretended that they like
them but I could tell they were lying. Ingrates. So I punched them in
the genitals.

I like monkeys

I'm tearing up

I'm so confused by this thread. :helpme

Its simple I let the monkey out and it acted a fool then her told me his moneky story ..... you a monkey or munchichi

Interesting stuff, Dr. Ewen.

WTF

If you want to aptronize me make an apointment, if you want to take part in a survey fed frankie

waffle house time

I have a munchihi!

Monkey wants to force-feed you some pills. Some are white, some are a bit blueish. He says it is good for your mental well-being. How do you respond?

You should move this over to the thread where the boys are smoking to much.:1orglaugh

I already have pink, white, blue, green, and a sort of yello orange colored pillz,.... the dont do what they are supposed to do, BUT they do get what they are supposed to do done