oh yesss......yes, I *have* wanted that monkey.

We're not talking any monkey here though. I'm referring to that special monkey. That seductive, minxy monkey. I saw her once. She saw me. We connected in a special way, you know, the way only primate soulmates can. In a single look, we loved more than nine lifetimes worth of banal homo sapiens bound 'take the trash out Elmer, for gaaawd's sake!' domestic love.
We had a primal groove thang; a cosmic 'what if' spasm of love that left us both trembling. She fell out of the swinging tire and squashed her banana pile. I drooled saliva and partially masticated corn chips onto my cardigan. Then it was time to move on. Some moments are too precious to ruin with awkward introductions, and shattered expectations.