"You can't do that", said the monkey while I was preparing to take a shit in the woods. Well, I ask you — if the Pope can do it, why can't I?
Antonius Toofer One, great ancient Roman deal maker. Ultimately went bust during the first century weevil panic. A lesson to us all somewhere in there, prolly.
Found a spider in my underwear this morning, then realized it was me.
Found a tooth under my pillow. The dime fairy stole my spare change again.
Found snakes in my salad again. They said it's because the bowl was too small for a tuna.
Have been seeing a lot of stars lately, in the sky, after dark, but only if I look up. I wonder if this means anything. Must write it down.
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Me? Never got used to the smell of monkeys. Don't want to either.
