OH NO!!! THE BARREL MONKEYS HAVE ESCAPED!!!
Barrel monkeys. Free in the wild.
Lock your doors.
this be where jason sweeney comes to waste your time and his.
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November 17th, 2006 at 3:41 pm
No good will come of this. Also, no point in locking doors. Well sure, you’ll feel more secure but as for keeping out these little nightmares? Ha. Ha-ha! It is to laugh.
Okay okay, don’t panic. …You’re in– Canada, right?
*calculates shortest possible time for arrival in Florida*
*shudders*
Maybe a little panicking would be appropriate here…
November 17th, 2006 at 3:54 pm
Good god, man! We can only pray that they don’t set free Cootie or the Ants in the Pants!
November 17th, 2006 at 4:09 pm
RJ: Hell, I’m panicking all over the freaking place.
Jenny: In that case, we’d have to unleash the Mousetrap on them and then we could be all “Sorry for the Trouble, but we cannot accept the Risk of you remaining free, so we need to end this little Operation of your’s!”
Mwu-HA!
November 17th, 2006 at 6:11 pm
J, I am little worried about you. To take the time to put these monkeys in and around the life sciences building, and then take pictures of them, and then take them down and put them back in their barrel just so you can fulfill your blogging commitments to NaBlo — hey, what’s that scampering across the floor in the lab over there? Yellow and red mice? On this floor? Coming this way? Weird. Wait a minute, those AREN’T mice. How’d they get in here without the access code? Getting closer….they’re not backing down…must fend off demonic beings…must resist….must….resist.
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When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee—and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love rememb’red such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
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November 17th, 2006 at 6:22 pm
I don’t have a Clue what that last comment means, but I’m going to Leapfrog (or possibly Scrabble) past what seems to be a Trivial Pursuit and try to regain my Concentration. And then get on with my Life.
November 17th, 2006 at 9:35 pm
Sic the Hungry Hungry Hippo on ‘em!!!!! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek……….
November 17th, 2006 at 11:59 pm
Well, I’ve already proved they made it as far as Colorado, at least the red ones did:
http://www.lionandmagicboy.com/2006/08/23/moving-and-packing-part-ii/
November 18th, 2006 at 3:15 pm
Oh, and - I did (eventually) get a clue about Mabel’s comment.* Without Google. I just kept banging my head against the desk and *ding!* there it was. Oh wait, that was the microwave. But still.
*bows to the cleverness that is Mabel*
* To be honest, “last comment” meant Sween’s because it was the last comment when I started typing. But that changes nothing. Nothing!
And, um. Erm. Has anyone seen my point? I’m sure I had it when I started typing, but it seems to have disappeared.
November 20th, 2006 at 9:26 am
Mabel: Crickey. The monkeys are taking over everything. Now all they need is a freaking editor. I mean, C’MON! Wordy enough?
RJ & Alison: Those comments were quite a Trivial Pursuit. Next time, I’d use your Cranium more and really work to Boggle us.
lightspring: They move faster than I could have possible imagined. And the seem to reproduce frighteningly fast as well. At least the red ones do. LIKE RABBITS, THEY ARE.
November 20th, 2006 at 11:57 pm
Wow Sween, its not like you have a Monopoly on board game puns. Its not like I made 4 In A Row or anything… or as if we have a game boardless pun agreement here. Deal Or No Deal, I guess you’re head guy on this here Battleship even if it is full of Snakes and Ladders so I will lay off. I have to go look something about Barrel Monkeys up in my Pictionary anyways………..