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I have nothing for you today, so a bit of advice:
If you have a bit of money to start a business, do as this enterprising fellow did. Blow everything you've got on a grind organ and the best monkey you can lay your hands on. Then just start preparing for how you'll spend all that sweet dough.
Just keep the monkey on a length of string so it doesn't run off with some adorable moppet whose stopped to watch the show.
2 comments:
You would post this a week after the mysterious cage of Lemurs down the street from me disappeared. If I'd have had half a brain I would have snagged the best dancing one in the group and a grinder and been out on the street being my own boss.
Yes, there was an actual cage of Lemurs down the street from me for about 2 weeks...I think it was weird too.
On the ground Lemurs can hop sideways on two feet. I am not sure that qualifies as dancing, but its cool.
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