The mysterious death-watch monkey is glaring at you from the top of the mole-king's giant hill...keep eye contact with this evil fiend, slowly move away...reversing to the yellow-teeth-a-macated giant rabbit's hutch...avoid eye contact with this beast at all cost, or he shall blind you into an outer crust of stone, leaving you trapped, undead, waiting until judgement day. You can feel everything around you, the cold touch of winter, the bubbling heat of summer, with an inability to speak, an inability to move or contact, permanently watching, focused forward. You don't want this fate...so avoid eye contact...

Oh...there's...a...monkey in my pocket,
And he's stealing all my change,
His stare is dark and glassy,
I suspect that he's deranged...
[I know that it's "blank" but dark makes it sound more freaky]


FYI: Cheese is a fungus, you cannot avoid the simple truth...

When I build a time machine, I shall change this message to say this.

When the world is at peace, a gentleman keeps his sword by his side...then he gets out his shotgun and shoots the world in the face!



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