220https://i.kymcdn.com/photos/images/facebook/001/603/302/ede.png 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 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 wasnt very smart. He was retarded. In fact none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in the genitals. I laughed. Then they punched me in the genitals. I stopped laughing. I herded them into my room. They didnt adapt very well to their new home. They would screech hurl themselves off the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first this lost its novelty after an 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 didnt 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 didnt 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 didnt want to call the plumber. I was embarrassed. I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately there was only enough room in the freezer 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 didnt 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 wasnt 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 away but the garbage man said that the city wasnt allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him that I had a wet one. He couldnt take that one either. I didnt bother asking about the frozen ones. I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My friends didnt 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
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