… or one more reason not to go to work.
See what happens when you don’t go to work? You get to experience the beauty of monkey sex!
Now, seriously, here’s how it went down.
Monkey One was sitting in the high grass minding his or her own business. Monkey Two ambled up, grabbed Monkey One by the hand and led Monkey One back to the ladder. (No way of knowing whether or not sweet nothings were whispered in transit.) So, they get to the ladder and both grab on, and I innocently believe that they are going to play. Apparently they were just anchoring themselves, which was hysterically resourceful.
Sadly, we didn’t get the whole thing on film, but here’s how it came out.
Note at the beginning how the third monkey suddenly realizes there is fun occurring that he/she isn’t a part of and rushes to join in. Seriously side-splitting.
“Hey guys! Don’t forget about me. I like a little ass in the afternoon.”
June 14th, 2008 at 5:48 pm
i’m not going to hide it, i’m a little disappointed. some how, i was expecting more. i don’t know exactly what i was expecting… but something.
however, oh to be a monkey and have no worries about extensive pda.
June 16th, 2008 at 8:37 pm
I’m telling you. It seemed like more while we were there. And then there were more monkeys later and they were frisky too. It was like a swingers club.