Once some freinds that were visiting from Ontario heard a pair of weasels calling each other and they asked me what it was and I told them it was the wild monkeys. They didn't believe me so I told them that in the 70s some hippy activist freed the monkeys from a circus and the pair of monkeys breed and now there are about 30 of them living by the pond. They still didn't believe me so I told them that I would take them to the pond in the morning and show them the monkeys but we will have to be real carefully because it's mating season and the male monkeys are really agressive. In the morning we started out to go to the pond and I gave my dog the hand command to do a perimeter cheak ( knowing were he would end the cheak and how long it would take him). When we got to the pond we didn'the see any monkeys and they told me it was probally because there are no monkeys. So I told them that sometimes the monkeys hide in the tall grass. About a minute later we could see the grass moving and I said - oh no it's the male monkey and he seems rearly mad - run. For people that didn't believe that there were wild monkeys they ran pretty fast. It was just my dog running through the tall grass but I didn't tell them that and when they went back to Ontrio they told all their freinds about the wild monkeys on Vancouver Island. Cheers!
“Meh, I can always ignore poor grammar, means nothing to me.”
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