A mostly weekly strip by Fraser Geesin
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Silly Steven, monkeys can’t talk.
So, Asteele, that mouthy primate would then say “OOPS!” and put a hand over its mouth.
The others would throw bananas at it, except for the one building a dictaphone out of bum-hair.
There would be one monkey which actually looked the spitting image of Shakespeare yet, ironically, only have the writing ability of a dreadful work-for-hire hack.
Oh, the hilarious implications of infinity.
That’s what I always say.
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