He looked good in khaki, but wrinkle free my ass. In those early hours the learning never seemed to stop. Never poke a monkey with a stick, 'nuff said about that. Forget about those pants, they're gone, the stains won't come out. Despite my early lessons, I was still able to study the monkey clan even as we broke camp and rebuilt a little farther away.
Khaki is stylish even from a distance.
After 18 hours, my beer ran out and Ghiadja started to look at me in a way that made me feel a bit uncomfortable. The only other time I felt that way was in the men's locker room at the gym. I decided that I had enough monkey data and headed back home.