Here is a great story from my hometown Racine, WI. On an early Thursday afternoon someone's pet monkey, named Ronnie, had escaped from his cage and was running loose throughout the city. They put out an APB, but he was no where to be found until he wandered into a corner bar and started beating the crap out of everyone in there. Believe it or not, there is actually a moral to this story and that is if you are getting drunk at a bar in the middle of the afternoon and out of nowhere a monkey comes in and opens a can of whoopass on you, it is time for you to quit drinking. I don't think a message can be sent any louder or clearer...do you?
this is bryan (friend of ronnie)
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