at one time and managed to get them back to Hattiesburg in one piece. Roy told us stories of the good time he had with the monkeys while they were down to visit. Jealousy
This went on for months and months, Roy making trips to Florida capturing monkeys in larger and larger amounts. Until one day David, Myles and I went on a kind of quest to find the golden monkey after many attempts in Mississippi, Alabama and Florida. We felled at everyone. People looked at us like we were crazy when we asked for the monkey, no such creature exists, we were told. Then it happened a co-worker named Paul,
With this information, Roy became aware that his secret
All hale the GOLDEN MONKEY…
The little wife came home and I showed her my stash (mistake) being the good husband I offered her the first taste, little did I know instead of going for the taste in the glass I poured she took the bottle and down it went in two gulps…I walked into the den to get something (second mistake) and came back to find her downing the second monkey…DAMN!!! From this day on, my wife will be known as the monkey slayer.