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Hey! I believe those are the fabled Little-Tiny-Monkeys-With-Really-Big-Moustaches, told of in song and legend!

But somehow I don't think they're the monkeys depicted in the sign that's on the front page of Engrish.com today.

"monchichi mon-chi-chi. oh so soft and cudd-i-ly..."

" ... everybody needs a bosom for a pillow ..."

Rip Taylor monkeys!
(De-lurking for the first time-hi y'all)

I felt like we were being watched.

Welcome to you, allpaws.

I've always envied the Romulans their lurking device.

that picture above made me, yaawwnn...OOOOh, excuse me as I stick a banana in my mouth now O~

Bravo, brother tj. Thanks for the new pic.

I wish I had a lurking device. Who doesn't, though? I would lurk outside high-ranking govt. officials homes and drive them slowly insane with "unexplained phenomena."

Or just travel a lot for free. Maybe that.

No free travel involved in lurking. Purely a spectator sport. Best played at work.

Adam,

The Union County Surrogate has just informed us that the adoption hearing is scheduled for May 8, 2003 at 1:30. We are number one on the list so we should not be in court long. Please mark your calendar.

Woo hoo! My quest for world domination begins!

[sorry for the incessant hockey/adoption related posts. i don't want to gloat on my own blog]

I'd lurk in the ladies locker room at the gym.

Wait that's what I do know. But it'd be cooler without all the arrests and restraining orders and stuff.

Busting the cutometer by a factor of 10!

*double spellcheck*

Great!(This is the first time I'm hearing this)

(forwarded it to you)

Can you sign up for a monkey too?

possibly.

De-luring always leaves a big mess.

*hands allpaws a mop*

You did it, you clean up the placenta.

De-lurking always leaves a big mess.

*hands allpaws a mop*

You did it, you clean up the placenta.

oh, piss.

twice even

Best played at work.

Oh!dear Oh!my were office humor: hey monkeys, get a load of these bananas on my computer...look come see[offers a banana to allpaws]

I think that Jasper is actually a monkey--IN HUMAN FORM!

Um, hello?

Stay quiet.

Get the net.

Must people always make a fuss about monkeys over there? We're more or less like the survivalists who go deeper and deeper into the woods trying to free ourselves of the MeFi fetters.

But they always smoke us out. Bastards.

*readies the tazer*

Hey, who's got the tetherball?

I've got a condemned mandarin orange that would probably work for about thrity seconds.

Will that do?

in a pinch...

I hereby nominate Jasper the Official MonkeyBoy of 9622.net.

Do I hear a second?

Eep! Eep! *scratches armpits* I second!

isn't he a little young for the initiation?

Hooray for Jasper the Monkey Boy!

Wait, I thought he was a something-a-saurus?!

Monkeyasaurus works for me-imagine the poo to be flung. Dinosaur-sized monkey poo!

I believe it was eosaurus. or something.

Yes, he claims to sometimes be an eosaurus, but will turn into a t-rex at will. He has been running around singing a song about stepping on people's toes in a deep, low voice. Very scary, indeed.

Sharks, you CDs are shipped!

Yes, he claims to sometimes be an eosaurus, but will turn into a t-rex at will. He has been running around singing a song about stepping on people's toes in a deep, low voice. Very scary, indeed.

Sharks, you CDs are shipped!

wtf? i didn't hit submit twice.

oh, well. i guess you're getting duplicate CDs, right?

wtf? i didn't hit submit twice.

oh, well. i guess you're getting duplicate CDs, right?

is there an echo in here?

Wait. I haven't been paying attention.

Is Adam (and his ever so hot wife) adopting a baby or getting rid of one?

Either way: good choice!

Karen's adopting Jasper.

*waits patiently for adam's cd*

*waits patiently to be adopted by anyone*

* waits patiently to also be adopted by Karen *

* also notes how unfair it is that the psyche family gets twice as many CDs as the rest of us *

**adopts tizzie**

Now go get daddy a beer, kid.

It's Happy Monkey Booze-Swilling Friday in Korea, because I inhabit your future!

Tremble before my temporal might, mere mortals!

*swills tomorrowland coffee, anticipating the lovely booze later*

Oh YEAH, Commish. The Psyche house gets more cds. That's what's really unfair around here. His wife's a friggin supermodel, but damn him for getting extra cds.

Grumblegrumblegrumble.

Er, what? Last I checked, not only is your wife a dish, she let you lick her face on her wedding day.

Worth ten times her weight in gold.

Yeah...readymade has a point...facelicking...and she still kept you....they come no finer than that. :)

I'm very late in congratulating you [Adam] for the adoption of Jasper, but I'm very happy for you both. The three of you, actually.

So much nicer than how I usually get word that I have a kid.

er, that got munged as it was written on the fly... delete the Adam bit, and spread the love evenly. Bake at 350. 375 at high altitude.

Hey my wife IS hot! See you cats later!

yeah! go let 'er know it!

*impatiently awaits ebk's cd*

And, I'd like to point out that the Craddock's are, in fact, receiving multiple CD's as well.

I will be burning my CD's and writing socko-boffo liner notes this weekend. Trust me, they will be worth the wait, ask fes if ye don't believe me.

Send me one, mr. mullet. I'll gladly reciprocate.

This may be awkward to bring up so late in the game, but I really don't like monkeys all that much.

*braces for attack*

Get a rope.

Now she's irreplaceable she tells us!

jonmc's CD's will be worth the wait, I guarantee it.

Be advised: CDs must be in the mail by midnight Tuesday next. Blow it, and ye shall be wracked upon the board of public simian humilation, and your home shall be pelted with faeces. Word.

Folks, it's only Aw that needs to do the adopting. Adam is already the daddy.
Congrats anyway. Should I send a sausage biscuit or a Spongebob video?

Hmmm...pick yer poison.

Let's see, I'll take the sausage biscuit, Bob.

Next Tuesday?!? I thought you meant this Tuesday!

And here I thought I was late this whole time, thinking that I was a bad, stinky little monkey for getting them out late?

*shakes fist at sky*

Hey Adam-

(Better late than never.)

I couldn't be more ecstatic for you and your extra-hot, supermodel wife who is now a new mother. It's that kid of yours I feel sorry for.

Send him my regards. And a sausage biscuit.

Today I leave for a six-hour drive to the Bay Area, where I will attempt my first solo babysitting mission for my nephew.

I will not fear, fear is the mindkiller, fear is the little death that brings total oblivion. I will face my fear, I will allow it pass over me and through me, and when it is gone I will turn and see the path of my fear, then only I will remain

I talk about weird food too much, I realize, but I saw these in the market the other day.

I'm a little scared, frankly. It seems to be a PB&J pot pie of sorts.

Hehe, how old is your nephew?

He is 1.5 in human years. Pretty much baby size and shape. But now he runs around. Eek.

Also:

I talk about weird food too much

Jonmc, master of the understatement.

Can he talk yet? I find that it's far easier to babysit a kid who can't complain.

Kaf. Whatever you do, remember this cardinal rule:

Be sure to punch some air holes in the crate.

Lupo. That occurred to me, but visions of VU's The Gift flashed through my head. That would be a hrad one to explain to the parents.

And yes, he can now talk. All is forgiven though because he said "monkey" to me over the phone last night. Apparently my brother in law shows young Max one of the stuffed monkeys we had as wedding favors at our wedding and says "This is your uncle Chris. He's a monkey."

Consider yourelves warned.

Adventures in Monkey Babysitting. Outstanding.

And, for the record, I eat enough salt to give an average pachyderm a heart attack. K gets extremely pissed when we go to movies, she can't eat the popcorn until it's about half gone, and the salt dispersion has diminished to a human level.

The way you treat that woman is unforgivable, adam.

Consider yourelves warned

Alright already. We're warned.

Ah yes, Aw told me about your popcorn salt obsession.

so Kaf your the Monkey's Uncle Monkey...
PS, Adam & Aw, I sent you an e-mail( from Adam’s site) but it was returned?? Congrats Aw & sure Jasper thanks you too...So who is having the name change? Wait that is how I did mine, with my dad when he adopted me, Aw, had her name change by marriage...so it is a custody case...Bet there was a lot bureaucracy with that.
So aw the court did or will be judging you; being a mother? {Easy to become one, but harder to be one, a mother}

Aw, had her name change by marriage

Common assumption, not always true. There are some of us uppity women who don't cotton to this name change business.

so Kaf your the Monkey's Uncle Monkey...

So many things to respond to, I don't know where to begin!

Witchy: Consider yourself attacked. With extreme prejudice. And then cocktails after.

Kaf: fear is the little death that brings total oblivion...isn't this also a French metaphor for orgasm?

I did child-care for 8 little tykes who were just that age, and they're awesome at that time. They still poop and pee all the time, but they're just so darned sweet! And "no," while a part of the vocab, is not the only word they know, unlike at 2 1/2. Not to mention, I have no pity because I took care of 8 of the little buggers for three months. You've got one for a weekend. Pshaw!

And jonmc, that little confection is heralding the coming apocalypse. You know that, right?

I kept my name, but partly because it's such a mouthful. I felt as though I had suffered my whole life with it, and to give it up so cavalierly was a cruel dishonor to a battle well fought.

Well, now I'm named after a former president. My former name was ensconced in a nursery rhyme.

Besides, future generations will be tearing their hair out trying to do family trees if everyone makes Witchstone's choice. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

There are some of us uppity women who don't cotton to this name change business.

Mrs. Kaf is one such uppity woman.

You assume that anyone would want to know anything about my family...

OMG, Adam. We so have to go to the movies sometime. I enjoy my sodium in the high-dangerously high range as well. Especially on popcorn.

If you are not retaining at least 10 pounds of water by movie's end, you didn't really go to the movies.

Actually, she didn't change her name.

Come to the next meetup, brittney. If J-Po and EBK can make it, then so can you.

oh jesus, the Family Trees Argument. yeah, i've heard that one (especially when i talk about how if i were to have children (which i don't plan on, never fear) the daughters would take my name and the sons my husband's and they could choose later on down the line).

no, they don't have to tear their hair out, people can just keep track. i mean, people have certainly been able to keep track of royal/famous by-blows. besides, the mormons have given us computer programs for all that sorting out (i actually have heard some wacky mormons say that god gave the world computer technology so that mormons could do their geneaology).

instead of worrying about family trees in future generations, i'm more concerned with keeping track of living girlfriends. which is difficult if they change their names.

*climbs down from soapbox*

*cough* i mean genealogy, of course. as a child, i actually had to sing a song that went:

genealogy
i am doing it
my genealogy
and the reasons why
i am doing it
are very clear to me

*gouges out eardrums with bamboo skewer*

Wow. Three broads who haven't got the name change. Pretty high ratio for one thread.

Viva, uppity women!

When is the next meet-up? And where?

(Oh, and I'm going to a Site Which Shall Not Be Named meet-up this afternoon in Nashville. I'll be sure to throw one back for all the Monkey Pilers. And there'll be photos, natch.)

I'd keep my name if a) it weren't Gilbert (say "Gilbert" aloud; hard not to swallow that word--it even sounds dorky) b) anyone would marry my repugnant ass.

I forgot the mormon connection. Sorry!

Besides, if most of us look up our family trees we are in danger of being hit by a coconut.

I've often said that I probably wouldn't want to marry a woman who would change her name to mine. I say, if you both want the same name, both partners should hyphenate or choose a whole new name to mark the start of your life together.

...marry my repugnant ass

Just your ass? Not the rest of you?

If he can love my ass, well, that is 9/10s of the battle.

pips first and middle names are Lisa Mary...combine that with my last name and she sounds waaaaay more catholic than any nice Jewish girl should...

Brittney, it worked just fine for Melissa Gilbert. If you call sleeping with Rob Lowe "just fine."

By the way, loved the Melissa Gilbert reference made by Catherine O'Hara in Six Feet Under, hilarious.

She Came In Through The Bathroom Window

Very funny scene, witchy. I got to check out two episodes of 6FU last week in the city. Not bad for TV.

Hardly anyone's ever been able to pronounce my last name correctly (it's Stibor). My grandfather even changed the spelling of it to make it easier to say (was Ctibor). Not really any help. I used to think that the second I got married, I was changing it. Now I'm thinking that I'm just going to change it back to the original spelling just to mess with people. Screw 'em.

Hey, I watch it and I don't even have a TV (nice way to slip in that again, right??? so, this Six Feet Under, is this something I'd have to have a television to know about?). I have a Sunday night date with my next door neighbor & his TV. I love Six Feet Under, I think it's one of the few non-crap shows on TV these days. The writing and acting are superb.

My girlfriend constantly tells me that she doesn't want to change her last name because she feels so connected to it. That's fine by me, I suppose, until she tells me that she wants me to change my name to hers, which can't happen. I'm so far removed from the alpha-maleness that runs in her family that I'd be a disgrace to the name forever.

That'd and I imagine the initiation ritual is a humiliating bitch.

My girlfriend constantly tells me that she doesn't want to change her last name because she feels so connected to it. That's fine by me, I suppose, until she tells me that she wants me to change my name to hers, which can't happen. I'm so far removed from the alpha-maleness that runs in her family that I'd be a disgrace to the name forever.

That'd and I imagine the initiation ritual is a humiliating bitch.

I don't have a TV and I've never even heard of it! Bask in my superior person-ness! Admire my lack of blip-vert brainwashing! I am a pure monkey man of the forest! (and internet.)

Common assumption, not always true. There are some of us uppity women who don't cotton to this name change business.

Thought about this before posting, man, you are a man-eater...but above the household's last name was mentioned. Boy talk about thinking a head, no wonder misunderstood.
See I too have been involved with something like this and it's a serious matter, but the way we approached it was easier, adopted/name change, not only woman have there birth names changed too. Sorry if sounded ranty but it's a shitty day, the weather took a bad turn back to the 50's, we just had 70's temps too.

woah here she comes
watch out boy she'll chew you--

*munches on daryl hall's larynx*

Funny, there aren't that many people in my office who have cable, and yet most of the people here watch it too.

And after a kind of aimless beginning to the season, the last couple of weeks have roxored.

I am obsessed with that show. It kind of scares me sometimes.

Don't have the channel 6ftunder comes on, but will have to check it out on Withie's word alone, plus the buzz chico mentioned, someone should have a tape of it.

so that's what my name sounds like with a lisp. i had wondered.

Ok. Anyone know where I can download the last two eps. of "Six Feet Under" NOT in .avi format?

I missed the last two, and it hurts me. It hurts bad. :(

Brittney: the next meetup we are shooting for June, because mr. and mrs. eyeball will be in town. That's enough notice, right?

Nameless site meetup? Nice.

my name sounds like with a lisp. i had wondered.

Witchie, you must of knocked a toofus loose, watch out for my drool...

I, myself, am a hyphenator. because now i am a member of both families.
that's right, human AND primate.

Un-oh, is this gonna be like that Brady Bunch where that big kid is picking on Cindy's lisp and Peter belts the dude, knocking his teeth out and making him lisp.

That was coool.

I think when people get married, they should both forgo their old last names and adopt a new totally different last name.

Something cool. Like, maybe, "Zango." Or "Philophilus." Or "Mergatroid."

I also feel that when people get married, they should each cut off one pinkie, in a Yakuza-style ceremony. They wouldn't necessarily have to cut off each others pinkie, though. That'd be cruel.

Here in lower Manhattan there's a corner where there's this swanky-ass martini bar across the street from a convent. I wonder if the bar patrons, sodden with regret from their drunkeness and licentious liasions stagger over for spiritual guidance, or conversely if the sisters ever stop in for a belt.

In Bridgeport, there's a convent across from a fish-n-chips joint, but it's not quite the same, although it must be conveinient during lent.

... and now, Deep Thoughts, by Fes.

Fes, toe or finger?

Hey, my better half is working in NYC in May--it's possible that I may go and visit him when he's there....Could we have a little monkey-meetup if and when I show up? All it would entail is finding a less-than-respectable bar. I'm not particular.

Or maybe it could just be witchy and I talking about how superior we are with our given names. And Mr. Durst's latest hijinks in romance. That would be fine, too.

I was thinking finger. I mean, it's about committment, right? Right.

readymade, you HAVE to come out here! but don't come the weekend of may 9, because i'll be in san diego. i will take you drinking!

It would probably be in the middle or late part of May since he'll be there for the whole month. Truthfully, I'll hardly see him at all if I visit him there because his hours will be absurd, but free hotel for me! Woohoo!

Although, as he just pointed out, the trip is as yet only written in sand, not stone, so I shouldn't be counting my monkeys before they hatch. Or something.

yes, fes, committment, guess I'll have mine forever. Tea anyone?[raises hand as a tea-totting-snoot would do: holding tea-cup with pinkie finger extended & waves it]

Sheesh, I never post threads on Mefi because I know I never see anything first, and then I think I do because I do a search and nothing comes up and it turns out that it's a quadruple post or something that kaf didn't think was funny.

*cries*

It's OK, Witchstone. Everyone makes mistakes.

Now gimme your pinkie.

Never make that mistake again, lest your ego get permanently shattered in a hail of non-cool-Meta-lameness. I've made four posts over there, and I think I'm still scarred from the last one.

I've leart me ma lessons, tha's fer shore!

it's ok withie(sic) & readymade, made two, both too square...They even looked L 7 in format which was about the total of comments that I tallied if you make the L a one and add it to 7.

Thanks, catspike!

And Ms. Stone, I thought yer post was awesome. Damn the torpedoes!

Leave my pinkie alone. I'm a piano player.

Pikers! I made one post - exactly one - and it was at the time widely heralded as "the end of Metafilter as we know it." There's no boof like a fpp boof.

But as with all things Metafilterian, this is simply an example of why you should stay here. We love and respect you. We will never chastise you. We accept you for who you are. For soon the time wil come when we will be stronger than they, and we will then take their pinkies! Bwa!!

And you, beloved Withie, will be in the first rank, with a really REALLY big pair of scissors. I know it in my black-rim'd heart.

Fes, I am proud to call you friend. I don't know if you're okay with that, but anyone heralded as the "end of MetaFilter" has got to be a good egg.

Witchy made a post? Why do I miss this stuff?

Oh yeah. Long work day. Actual customers. *sigh*

If you are not retaining at least 10 pounds of water by movie's end, you didn't really go to the movies.

Rolled on the floor laughing. Rolled on the floor laughing.

Twice, yes. :-P

readymade, my dear, you damn right I'm OK with it. Thank you.

*kaibutsu thinks hard. very hard. oopens his mouth, in preparation for a mighty statement, then closes it to think a moment more. Then, in a show of spontaneity, he speaks his mind.*

"Ritual disfigurement is cool."

*he then returns his chin to his fist, pondering his next pronouncement.*

Make that 3.5 broads who didn't change their name -- I hyphenated, so I kept mine and added his.

Makes for one long name, though... :P

So am I the lone traditionalist here?

I kinda like the name Reagan, myself. But we did get a lot of prank calls when we were first married.
No, I didn't name my son Ronald.

Nope, bunny. I proudly took my husband's last name - wouldn't have considered not taking it.

My previous one was perilously close to "hernia." Easy decision to lose that one!

I just got married and decided to hyphenate. I'm sure I'll be known as Mrs. Huey, that's fine, but I don't want to give up my name.

lilbunnyhead@msn.com

Sadie, that girl {had to say it}
Them bunny-ies are multiplying...looking at Sadie's e-mail address

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