Are you kidding me, who does that? GET A LIFE people.  Once again, here I was in my yard minding my own business watching of all things the BET awards (missed it first time round) and all of a sudden I get a text,  Are you watching channel 7 ?

So you know out of nosiness I had to turn.  WHY oh WHY did I do that?! 

Do you know what I witnessed?

I witnessed a clique of absolutely absurd individuals, who were owners of Capuchin Monkeys.  They didn’t just own the monkeys, no no no, they were treating these wild animals as though they were their children. These lunatics had the monkeys dressed up in kids clothing, they were fawning over these creatures showering them with mouth to mouth kisses, taking them to the playground swings; one woman ( the poor lonely soul) even had a nursery-esque type room for the monkey because she felt that it was her child.  As a matter of fact, the woman’s entire family including her mother, treated this monkey as though it was this woman’s biological child aka Monkid.

People, please!!! Please stop with the inordinate amount of fu*kery. Really. 

These are WILD animals in which these people take out of our eco system, which in turns causes all sorts of damage in regards to the cycle of life for them and us; and then when these animals revert back to their innately barbaric instincts, you people are all in shock and awe.

One couple went so far as to remove the teeth of their Monkid because she began nipping at them. No, no, no! How about you take that animal back to where it came from, how about that?!!

                     Did I mention how absolutely GROSS and UGLY these things are!!!

Loneliness is no reason to  adopt a monkey. Adopt a damn dog or a cat. Try a gerbil or a bird.  An albino Iguana with a peg leg, but NOT a Monkey.

I don’t want to stereotype anyone or any one people, but white folk are ummm, special folk when it comes to animals and absurd crap like this.  I know a woman with a tripod dog and a house full of cats who would probably top herself if that dog bit the farm.  I like pets, I myself used to have a dog and a cat at one point, but I was never overly obsessed with my pet.  Meaning, I loved my dog, yup I sure did but because she began to become aggressive towards my mom while she was preggers we had to make alternative arrangements for my pooch.  I mistakenly mentioned this in the presence of that animal crazed psycho and she just about tried to ream me a new one because I found MY pooch a new home. I quickly shut her down but that’s besides the point.

People, get a grip!!! Pick up a hobby, a political cause/interest, volunteer at a local kids shelter, get laid more often or something, but stop the fu*kery!

Capuchin Monkids

T.