LETTER FROM MY BROTHER:

Today's incident...

I decided to dress up a serial killer as a gun wielding monkey. I gave him one of those little vests that monkeys wear, a tambourine, of course a monkey suit-complete with prehensile tail. The idea was when I played the music box, instead of dancing and playing his tambourine he would go on a rampage and kill all of my enemies.

Unfortunately, this is one of those things that it is very hard to train a monkey to do, let alone a psychopath (especially one with a short temper who
was beat with a music box as a child, as it turns out).

Long story short...
the monkey man was shot (even though he was wearing an orange vest), I am locked up for arming and abetting a monkey man. I don't know what happened to his tambourine, I suppose those bastards in processing "lost it". I can just seem them now, cramming donuts in their faces playing my monkey
man's tambourine...MMMM Dooooonutssss.

Love,
Mike
AKA #780405554
PS
Bake me a FILE "shaped" cake for your next visit ;)