All The Animals, All The Time! When I was young I wanted to be a monkey so bad it hurt. I only went to the zoo once or twice when I was young (even though we lived very close to one of the best zoo’s in the country, I think my parents just didn’t care to much about me having fun) but the few times that I did go (and I don’t want to sound unappreciative for those times, I mean, I got to go to the zoo and the zoo’s amazing and many kids don’t get to go to the zoo, it’s just that for whatever reason all the other kids who grew up near me seemed to be going to the zoo a hell of a lot more…) I used to just love watching the monkeys.
All I ever wanted to do was to climb into those cages and cover myself in hair and be one of them, one of the monkies. And of course I would! Who the hell wouldn’t! I mean, one way you have to go to school and do what your told and eat boring food and stay inside and go to bed and maybe, maybe, you might get the odd chance to go and climb a tree if you are lucky and you are allowed and your parents aren’t being totally unfair. The other way you are a monkey and are always climbing trees like all the time! That is like literally amazing. Amazing, amazing, amazing.