monkey monkey monkey monkey

There's nothing like sitting down at you computer only to realize that your signifigant other has just covertly added a little of their own magic to your novel.

That magic being: Then the monkeys came and attacked. It was just hundreds of monkeys everywhere.

And yet, I'm oddly fond of this line. If this wasn't a completely monkey-free novel, I'd stick it somewhere.

Could be the beginning of another novel.