Just to remind you why all monkeys must be eliminated.
As you see, it already has a nice caption, but, if you need a break from trying to come up with a new subtitle for my site, think of a new caption for this picture.
Oh yeah, I never declared a winner of the last contest. The winner is Anna (hey, another cute blogger) with the entry:
“With its 4″ barrel, dove-tailed front-sight, 15-shot magazine, original checkered grips with motif and matte blue finish, he was proud to own the finest of all the Rhesus Pieces.”
Anna wins nothing.
The winner of this contest, though, will get a short song made in his or her honor. So caption away.
Tiny, you should consider having a dog, a real dog, because having nightmare like those you have is really not healthy. How can you live in a peaceful world with so paranoÔal visions ? Flying monkeys, planning monkeys, bitting monkeys, gunning monkeys, that is quite an obsession isn’t ? Or maybe you should better consider to have shaved girl friends, no hair, no fur, nothing which seems to you maternal, and finally is just “bitting” you. Really, having a dog is a good thing, sleeping out of your bed (this is really important) and with wish you could be sure to never have any wondering of any motherly kind. A Scooby Doo would be nice to you, and finally, I am sure, planning peace would be easier… much easier.
Actually, sure, kill the baby monkey because baby Frank is not going well.
“I realize that my nostrils threw you off. But for the last time, I am not Michael Jackson!!!”
or:
“My son is not veiled…put away the camera!!!”
Buy my book, or I’ll kill Chelsea!
OH! WHAT THE HELL, NO! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!
Not In MY Name!
or
Save The Whales!
or
We Surrender, Monsieur! Now Give Us Cheese!
Orion
NAMBLA rules…see? He want’s to sit on my lap!