Spun another hunk of straw into gold today. Decided to pull a Frank J. and beat up some monkeys.
What's with the chimp heads on the wall?Well, ever been attacked by a vicious band of chimpanzees?
It sucks.
One minute, I was walking out of The Gap with all-new underwear. The next minute, I was on my back with a pair of black eyes and this weird screeching in my ears.
Damn chimps! Damn dirty chimps!
How the chimpanzees got in the mall, I have no idea. But to tell you the truth, that was none of my concern.
They weren't leaving with my underwear.
And, by God's grace, they didn't. Killed them all.
Care for a cigar?
I love narratives.
