Help... the monkeys are holding me hostage. All I have to defend myself are 5 sharp pointed sticks and some sort of string. They have been making me stay up and play with the sticks and string - I finally convinced them that I needed some sleep. But as soon as I woke up this morning, they shoved the sticks and string back in my hands. I think the monkeys are from some royal family - the sticks are from the Crystal Palace (at least that is what they have printed on them) and I think it may be located in some place called Brooklyn. I found a label from the string that said "Brooklyn Handspun".
All of this started yesterday and I was very afraid, but I think the monkeys may be responsible for some sort of brainwashing because I have become quite obsessed with playing with the sticks and string. I am perfectly happy just sitting in the corner by myself with my 5 pointed sticks and my string from the land of Brooklyn. So, please don't look for me yet. If I need help, I will try to get another note out by these means. And if I am lucky, I will try to take a picture of my captives.
That's all for now. Just remember to beware of the monkeys.
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5 comments:
hmmm...maybe you could appease the monkeys with some ben and jerry's chunky monkey? then maybe your poor little fingers can take a break :o)
Well now. Perhaps I won't knit monkey socks after all. ;-)
I've been thinking about the monkeys myself...are they that dangerous??
Monkeys have a hold on me, too...it's a nice way to spend a hot summer day;-)
Seriously! I tried playing with the monkeys and they kicked me right out of their club. Maybe I didn't have the right string? Now I'm afraid to try again!!
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