Stop Staring at My Banana
We are the mighty astronauts standing in front of the Chimp Cage.
Albert the space Chimp hides a banana from mates. He grins with triumph. Albert fears that we will give away his banana. We stare back pointing and grunting, we show our teeth, we jump.
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