Today in the Moscow Art Theater cafeteria there was a woman with a monkey.
And I don't like a little monkey on her shoulder.
I mean a MONKEY. Wearing clothes, drinking juice from a cup, and eating with a fork.
A monkey.
And no I don't have photographic evidence, because I didn't want to be rude to the monkey. He clearly thinks he's a human. I didn't want to give him a metaphysical complex.
But it was definately a monkey in the cafeteria.
That is....there'snot even a word for what that is.
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