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Chimp In The City . . .

Week 1

Picture the scene . .

It's Friday morning 6:00am, an alarm clock rings, out reaches a hand, it looks strangely disfigured, but you see it is only Chimp, the hero of our soap.

Chimp: Ooooook ooooooook oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooook.

(Well bugger me its Friday again.)

Chimpette: Oook ook eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek?

(Would you like some banana on toast?)

Chimp: OOooooOOOoOOoOoK eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek oookeeek!!!!!

(Yes, thanks!!!!!)

Chimpette: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.

(Well you can do it yourself because I'm supposed to be in work early so I can die in a nasty elevator accident but not before being raped by your best friend's dog.)

Chimp: Oook oook ooo ooooooooooooooooooooooooooook eek.

(Okay, gizza kiss then be off with ya.)

*Smoooooooooooooooooooch*

Chimpette: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Yuck, human breath!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Chimpette leaves the room

Chimptart: Oook ookkooookeeeek?

(Can I come out from my hiding place now my secret lover?)

Chimp: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek oooooooook eeeeoooooeooeoeoeok.

(You'd better come out before I get drunk and accidentally sleep with you again.)

Chimptart: Eeeeeeeeek ooooook oook okkokoooookeeeeek! Eeeeeekeeeeeekkeeeekeeeeeeeekooook ooookookoooookooo?

(Oh no! What's that noise coming from downstairs?)

*CrasH*

Oh no! Mr. Chimpissed has driven his car right through Chimp's front wall . . .

Tune in next week for more exciting story lines on Chimp In The City