Ravid Space Monkeys and how they came to be.
Well first off you are probably wondering what a ravid space monkey is and why the heck I am talking about them. A ravid space monkey is a crazy and deranged monkey from the planet Banannatopia. These monkeys come in a variety of colors including green, pink, purple, orange, and only 1 blue one. They live in my friends' houses and mine. They really like to live in refrigerators and eat bacon (their favorite food). But they are deathly allergic to sausage. If they eat it they POP and confetti comes out of them. Lately though they have been very naughty and have been eating the neighbor's cats. I guess that means no Santa presents for them. The monkeys are here because their planet got too ripe and they had to evacuate. They came to my house because another planet named Chicklonia, home of the one- legged space chickens, told them I would offer them a home. The leader Ice, the only blue one, made his presence by jumping through my ceiling and eating a pillow. They have been here since then. They mean no harm. So if you see one on the street feed it some bacon. I must warn you though the pink ones may bite your hand, the purple ones are gay, the orange ones eat many cats and the green ones may try to play the trumpet for you. Thank you for listening and be nice to your unearthly visitors.
Well first off you are probably wondering what a ravid space monkey is and why the heck I am talking about them. A ravid space monkey is a crazy and deranged monkey from the planet Banannatopia. These monkeys come in a variety of colors including green, pink, purple, orange, and only 1 blue one. They live in my friends' houses and mine. They really like to live in refrigerators and eat bacon (their favorite food). But they are deathly allergic to sausage. If they eat it they POP and confetti comes out of them. Lately though they have been very naughty and have been eating the neighbor's cats. I guess that means no Santa presents for them. The monkeys are here because their planet got too ripe and they had to evacuate. They came to my house because another planet named Chicklonia, home of the one- legged space chickens, told them I would offer them a home. The leader Ice, the only blue one, made his presence by jumping through my ceiling and eating a pillow. They have been here since then. They mean no harm. So if you see one on the street feed it some bacon. I must warn you though the pink ones may bite your hand, the purple ones are gay, the orange ones eat many cats and the green ones may try to play the trumpet for you. Thank you for listening and be nice to your unearthly visitors.