HA! mrflibble, my monkey kicked your monkey's ass!! Just look at him. That is one bad monkey.

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I don't really have time for a full entry, but when I saw mrflibble's diary, I knew my life wouldn't be complete until I had a monkey too. Who doesn't want a food-eating battle monkey? No one I call friend, that's for sure.

It's strange, now, looking back. I always thought I had a pretty OK kind of life. But now my monkey (I call him Gustav) has changed everything. The grass is greener, the sun is brighter, and every day, a monkey chorus sings its sweet sweet song of love.

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