Morons Eating Monkeys in Staten Island should be drowned in cat pee.
These people, who have come to live in my country from Africa, think it's ok to have monkey arms sent to them in a box so they can celebrate weddings by cooking them up. What about the wedding that monkey was going to celebrate? Maybe he was getting married.
Read this to see who is the lastest on my most wanted to throw cat poop at list: http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/law/11/25/monkey.meat.ap/index.html
What is wrong with them? Don't they know that my nickname is Monkey? Don't they know that we are all monkeys and that monkeys are smart and that they can think, feel, count, use tools, and pick really well-performing stocks? Don't they read about science that proves that people and monkeys share DNA and that we are all related? Really, that's like if I said my religion made me eat people arms. What kind of religion is that? And why would anybody want to go and kidnap a monkey from his family and then chop him up to send him to these idiots so he can end up in a stew?
I hope a whole gang of monkeys from Liberia and Guinea gets on a plane and flies over here to MY country (they can stay at my house) and then goes and kicks in the door of this Mamie Manneh person to give them a piece of their minds.
Monkeys have minds.
Look at me and my mom. We are both obviously descended from Monkeys.
Liberian Monkey: (holding this Mamie Manneh woman upsidedown) "Hey, hey, HEY! How do you like me now? How 'bout I put you in a soup? Why you have to disrespect me like that? Why I oughtta...I oughtta smear you with cat poop!"
I'm pretty sure my mom was raised by monkeys. She spent many years in a tree in Thailand and she tells me she learned a lot from monkeys, like finding tiny fleas in my backhair and smiling.