Apr 172012
I got nothing. Except I got this. So I got everything.
Translation: I’m short on time these days, so there won’t be as many daily posts as usual. I have ideas and projects under way . . . but not as much time as I’d like to get them done. I will have at least one more post today, but it won’t happen for 5 or 6 more hours. I know that, somehow, you will survive . . . because if tiny monkeys can hitch a ride on a capybara, then anything is possible.
(Thanks to Tommy Wills (RXYZYXR), from whom I stole this photo.)
Dammit Islander! How the hell am I supposed to procrastinate now?
Start a monkey day care center?
Hmmm, that might end with me at the helm of a bloodthirsty simian empire out to steal control from those draconian lorises.
OK, forget that idea. Study up on chicken sexing.
Noooooooo!!!!! You’re supposed to give up everything in your life so that you can contribute to this blog so we’re all happy! You don’t need a legitimate job!
Okay, so I may just be joking.
Good luck with those ideas and projects.
Also, that photo is awesome.
Believe me, I feel guilty and inadequate, but sometimes everyone gets monkey on their back.
You want me to monkey on your back?
That’s a very kind offer, but I’d rather that you change your registration name. I’ve been unable to eat icre cream since I first saw it.
Is this better?
Much better. I spit up on myself. Which I try to do once a week whether I need to or not.
It helps keeps the tuuuuuubes clean.
I was just jokin’. This blog is your gift to us, and it’s the sort of gift you can take back anytime, if anyone has a debt to fulfill it’s us.
In other news, I want some ice cream.
With or without monkey goop?
Preferably without.
ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM! KILL BABIES OR EAT ICE CREAM!!