its kind of like mad cow disease. …except with monkeys. except NOT like mad cow disease, more like the flu. damn, i knew i should have dressed up like a fragile old lady and gotten that vaccine. anyway, back to the point, Willow Monkey and myself are sick. Wayne is soon to follow. (no really, i backwashed into his drink when he wasn’t looking.) and we not enjoying it, not one bit.

so, thats all i have to say. BUT instead of leaving you hanging like that, i’m going to direct you to Engrish.com, where you can help us pick out our new motto;Monkey Bros., Calm Down Monkey, or Banana. and now i’m off to bed, undoubtedly to awake in a pool of my own snot cause my nose has turned into the incredible unstopable faucet of mucus! come see it now! …actually, don’t.