It's an old story. A bearded man finds love, a career, owls and fifteen hundred books in a part of the country he'd previously never anticipated even visiting. He learns to stop apologizing for his very pointed interest in the darkest aspects of life and comes to terms with his spirituality, which could be classified as "probably voodoo." He shares his home with a homonculus, an ocelot and a semi-feral catling and regularly interacts with federally protected birds.You know, that tired hat.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
This is Jimmy, my shower-monkey. Note his beady eyes! I really do hate monkeys, but Jimmy... well, he had a special place in my husk.
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We should hook our bathroom dwelling friends up. The true life of a bathroom monkey, "You think you know, ...but you have no idea." They get personal with so many guests... yet, still feel so alone...
3 comments:
We should hook our bathroom dwelling friends up. The true life of a bathroom monkey, "You think you know, ...but you have no idea." They get personal with so many guests... yet, still feel so alone...
very cool! Where can I get one and will he wash my back?
I already have a Trunk Monkey on order but the SOB's have him backordered 6 months...... I wonder if the two will get along?
Now aren't you glad I smoked some crack before I purchased that monkey for you? If I had not been high, I might have just bought you a soda. Love ya!
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