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Hello Everyone! Remember me? Marvin the Monkey! Here to entertain you!
Lyndsey is gone on date night tonight, which means I get to jump off of the shelf (my uncomfortable place of dwelling) and jump into the bed (my old and much missed home). I tuck myself in every wednesday night while she is away and I grab her computer and cruise the net. I e-mail all of my orangutan buddies out there and we vent about being adult's stuffed animals. Life is rough once our human's hit the double digits. And now she owns those two monster dogs. Don't let their size fool you. Did you ever see what happened to the other monkey?
Well, that's besides the point. Sure life is a little less glamorous than it once was, but I find my own ways to enjoy myself. Such as now, tucked in bed and reconnecting with all of you fine folks. And on such a grand occaision, I thought I would share a little monkey humor with you:
Q: How do monkeys get down the stairs?
A: They slide down the banana-ster!
Until next time, my friends! Have a wonderful night!
4 comments:
Crazy, love your bedding by the way.
=)
I'll always think of Crazy Carrie when I see this monkey. "Marvy, Marvy, marvy!"
Um, Lyndsey I don't know if you know this, but apparently Marvin is using your laptop when you leave the house (he just posted a blog on YOUR account!). I'm sure he's not up to anything bad... but with all the identity theft going on, I thought you should probably know. Maybe check your credit report, just to be safe.
(Don't tell Marvin I told on him. If he asks how you found out, just make something up).
P.S. I'm actually pretty impressed at how well he typed, considering his hands barely reach the keyboard! :P
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