People are always asking me, " Hey, where did the Cheeky Meenkeys come from?".      OK, they don't really ask. They'd rather not know actually. But I tell them anyway. And as they attempt to flee and I tenaciously hound their steps as if they were a wounded woodchuck and I a hungry wolverine, this is what I say.

"Once upon a time, there was a young intern at a gene splicing lab named Georgio. His job was to clean the cages of the normal, well adjusted labratory chimps at night. Alone late one Friday, Georgio decided to have some drinks as he worked. So he broke out the appletini mix he kept in his car and got himself slobber faced. Later, as he sat watching videos on his cell of dogs tongue slapping their privates, he had a drunken thought. If chimps are over 90% genetically identical to humans, why couldn't he put his DNA into them and make them fully people? So he did. Unfortunately, since Georgio was a pubescent male, the only real difference between him and the chimps was his overzealous libido and nonexistent inhibitions. When the lab scientists returned to work the following Monday, the Cheeky Meenkeys - raunchy, randy, propositioning gutter pervs in monkey bodies - are what they found."

Sometimes I don't enunciate the whole thing as well as I should since I'm huffing a bit from chasing them down and all. And they frequently chuck various projectiles in the general direction of my head, which is where I do most of my talking from. So I have to work around that. But I think they usually get the gist. And hopefully you do too.

So if you'd like a Cheeky Meenkey of your very own, buck yourself up and order one today!