Attention all trains!

The Monkey Wash is open for business!

We accept all forms of payment: bananas, bananas... and, um... bananas!

I'm a house monkey...

... not some zoo animal. Let me out of this cage!

So... tired... of... feeling... dizzy...

I know Miss C.'s mama and daddy thought it would be fun to take her on Peter Pan's Flight at Disneyland last week, but I'm starting to think it was a bad idea.

Look at me. I've been strapped to this monkey all morning, with Miss C. swinging us around the room while singing, "You can fly, you can fly, you can flyyyyyyy!"

I think I'm going to be sick.

One... two... three...

Four...

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

Ten!

Ready or not, here I come!

Look, over there!

Bananas!

Can we get some?

Pleeeeeease?

Cut it out, Monkey!

If you don't stop wiggling, I'm going to fall right out of this chair!

Whatcha lookin' at?

Bananas? Bugs? Leaves?

Can I have some?

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Say goodbye to Mr. Crankypants. We'll drive him bananas with our antics! He'll go ape over our jokes!

And we guarantee that our monkey business will leave your baby in a fit of giggles... or your money back!

You okay back there?

She told us we were going shopping. Yeah, right.

Hey, Monkey... how many times do you think she spun this thing before she took off? Fifteen? Twenty?

I think I'm going to be sick.