What in the name of Grape Ape is going on?
Have we finally realized our Darwinian heritage, admitting that we are merely follically-challenged apes? Are we too busy singing to put anybody down? Are we, like Sea-Monkeys, “…real Time-Travelers asleep in biological time capsules for their strange journey into the future”?
These questions need answers. Fortunately, Glenn Frazier ignores them altogether and presents his own monkey madness.
[ So, if we trackback on a trackback and that trackback tracks back to another trackback, can we eventually backtrack our way into an infinite loop? How much back could a trackback track, if a trackback could track back? ]
Now you’ve done it. I’m going to have to make a monkey post.
Grape Ape! Grape Ape!
Now look what you made me do.
http://asmallvictory.net/oldshit/001524.html#001524
Monkey see. Monkey do. Monkey something something something…
There’s always Peter Gabriel’s awesome song, too!
Shock the Monkey!
What in the name of Grape Ape is going on, indeed.
Hey, quit your swearing. No one likes a “potty mouth”.
dragonleg
It’s always about monkeys, isn’t it?
I’m beginning to become converted to the idea that, yes, it is always about monkeys. This would be exceedingly funny,
Carnival of the Vanities #3
The first newspaper in America, Benjamin Harris’s Publick Occurrences, Both Foreign and Domestick, was published in 1690. It contained gossip about the immoral King of France, an account of recent events of the French and Indian War partnered with a…