Once upon a time there was a little spider-monkey named Eugene and Eugene was a very good spider-monkey and his mommy was very proud of him. Until the day Eugene discovered that certain area of his body which makes him a man. Upon the discovery of this "item", I call it "item" for the simple fact that any other name that I can think of would be naughty. Eugene would play and play with his "item" for hours upon hours. He enjoyed squeezing it and stroking it and sticking it into holes. Until one day, he went blind and he soon thereafter died when he ruptured a blood vessel in his "item" and so he lived happily neverafter.
