Of..a (very) short story

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There was once a monkey. It was born on a sunny day on Saturday, in July (p/s this writer who - happens to have the same bird month as our protagonist - wants a camera for birdday, a canon one ok). It lived a pretty good life. It's movements were rather restricted by a chain, but because it has never seen other monkeys up in the trees (or anywhere, for that matter), thought that this is how all monkeys lived. This monkey has a fixation with bowel movements. It also thinks this is normal. (writer concurs). When the monkey does something wrong it gets punished. It seems the monkey always does something wrong. It also thinks this is normal, and that it needs to behave better, and do well so that it gets punished less often by master and get more treats (bananas, bananas, YAYYY!!)
One day the master took it out for Thai food. And it saw something that changed its whole way of thinking - forever.




Moral of the story: Stick to bananas