Today's photo

[shãybare]

Great looking photo, Corey, but please have Sherry move. There's a coconut about to drop on her head. The coconut may damage the voices. Next time you go to Cancun, take me with you.ha-ha

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[shãybare]

Great looking photo, Corey, but please have Sherry move. There's a coconut about to drop on her head. The coconut may damage the voices. Next time you go to Cancun, take me with you.ha-ha

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[gamblefish]

If you look real close, you can see ercNY's monkey cutting through the stem that holds the coconut to the tree...

[shãybare]

You're right, that is ercNY's monkey. I at first thought it was David Letterman's. Also look at that pier they are standing on. It certainly looks rickety to me. If I was Sherry, I would think twice about going with Corey anywhere after putting me in so much danger. Of course, Sherry may be a real dare devil, she IS with Corey.

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[hw]

Coconuts have stems? /infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif I think that is just the monkey's......paw or maw. /infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif

[shãybare]

Well, It looks if though Sherry has had enough of Corey's high-jinxs. She and an unknown hit-woman (person) Sherry hired is trying to pull poor Corey in half.
Sherry, please reconsider. You can't do this with so many witnesses. Look at the pained expression on poor Corey. It brings tears to my eyes to see him in so much agony.

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[EricNY]

Before anyone even thinks it, I looked very carefully at this picture. My monkee has nothing to do with it!! /infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif /infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif /infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif /infopop/emoticons/icon_razz.gif /infopop/emoticons/icon_razz.gif

[hw]

Are you sure...ercNY? I can clearly see the "tail" of a monkey in that photo! /infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif

[shãybare]

I agree, hw, it certainly looks as though the monkey is there. I think the monkey wants to jump in and help poor Corey but is afraid that if it does ercNY will spank it. /infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif

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[gamblefish]

Spanking...er, I mean...Speaking of monkeys, I ran across this little story and would bet that the author is none other than our little monkey-taming friend ercNY...

I like monkeys

The pet store was selling them for 5? a piece. I thought that odd since they
were normally a couple thousand each. I decided not to look a gift horse in
the mouth. 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 was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They
kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed. Then they punched my
genitals. I stopped laughing.

I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very well to their new
environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at high
speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the spectacle
lost its novelty halfway into its third 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 didn't 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 didn't 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 didn't want to
call the plumber. I was embarrassed.

I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately there
was only enough room 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 didn't 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 wasn't
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 way but the garbage man said that the city wasn't
allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him that I had a wet one. He
couldn't take that one either. I didn't bother asking about the frozen ones.

I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My
friends didn't 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

[shãybare]

That was a very good story, gamblefish. I enjoyed it very much. Oh, by the way, I'm moving so please remove me from your Christmas list. PLEASE!

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