Resist my evil shoulder monkey

Evil Monkey: Mych… go meet Bill for lunch!

Ahhhh… I dunno EM… meeting people from the internet is risky….

Evil Monkey: DO IT.. DO NOT FEAR THE LUCKY SWEATER!

Well… he said he’d drive AND he knows a great place for crabcakes… Ok.. FINE

For once, EVIL MONKEY was right. Bill was a riot, neither of us could talk fast enough and Bill does interupt more than me, and that says alot. And there was no Monkey Business.

Thanks for a great lunch Bill, you are such a good friend.

Where the hell is Stacey? Cus I miss her and her Kooks.

Today, my evil monkey told me to xerox my butt on the work copy machine.

EM: Psst…no one in the office. Xerox your butt.
ME: God no Evil Monkey… just my luck someone will come in and I’ll get busted right before my evaluation.

EM: Do it! You know you want to… no one will see you… I checked.
ME: Nice try. Truth is I am shy and not willing to take the risk.

EM: Eeeeeek eeek… Silly Mych, no fears.. I’m See No Evil Monkey!

^{did that jackass monkey just imply that my ass is evil??}

MYCHAELAH: No Evil Monkey… that would be wrong!

EVIL MONKEY: e e e eat it! It’s choc o’ licious.

MYCHAELAH: You are a BAD MONKEY!

MYCHAELAH: Hey! Wait a minute… you’re the Hear No Evil Monkey… You’re not Evil… Where’s that brownie??