Name: Anonymous 2009-12-06 13:30
You are sitting in your room playing with your Action-man, year in and year out. You find it entertaining. Not just because you are a retard but because it is a safe and familiar pattern. It doesn't shake your retarded world-view. But one day a couple of mean and evil plastic monkeys come to your room. At first they only look at you with their dark and evil eyes. You become scared, but you wonder whether it is justified.
After a couple of days action-mans radio, grappling hook and binoculars starts disappearing. You follow action-man out on a trip around the room and after a while you find the plastic monkeys under your bed playing with actionmans grappling hook. You/Actionman become furious and yell with a hoarse retarded voice "GIVE THAT BACK!" The monkeys look up, form their fat and digusting lips and say, "racist!". You can't understand anything. The monkeys become aggressive and approach you. You become scared, but you cannot defend yourself because neither you nor actionman have any weapons with you. Your mother took them so that you would not hurt yourself or anyone else. Scared as you are you run to mommy and yell; "Mommy, Mommy! The monkeys took actionmans things!" Mother looks at you with annoyance and says, "No my son, i don't think that the monkeys would do something like that."
Sad and frustrated over not being believed you march back into your little room. But when you get there you make an even more terrible discovery. Barbie is gone! You/Action-man go out on a trip once more and look everywhere for barbie. When you get to under the bed you become both scared and horrified. There lies barbie, naked, with her face to the floor. You/Action-man ask what has happened, "It was the monkeys." barbie cries. You become completely furious and rush to get the police car. But your brother is already usning it to hunt virtuous knights and good fairies. You can't understand why he's usning the police car to hunt the good guys. You walk into the room and open a drawer. There lies Big Bad Pete. You explain the situation to him, about barbie and the monkeys, and about the police that were not able to be there. Pete says that he can help you get rid of the monkeys, for a while. But he of course demands that you give him something in return. He wants the most valuable POG that you have in exchange for driving away the monkeys. You dislike this. But you so much want to save barbie. You agree to petes terms and after a while your room becomes calm. For a couple of days.
One day when you come home from special school, you once more find barbie naked, action-man without his head and your entire room full of evil monkeys. Again you run to mommy and tell her about the situation. But mommy just shakes her head and says, "You should not be mean to the monkeys, they have the same worth as all your other toys." You are in a state of despair. Exhausted and teary-eyed you go to bed.
The next day you wake up, and the entire room is full of evil monkeys! You cry in despair. This was not the way you imagined it to be! You try one more time with your mommy. "Mommy! Now there are only monkeys in room! I don't want it this way!" Your mother looks down on you and says with a smile, "Don't you want all those monkeys in your room? I thought all children your age loved monkeys. I was on a PTA meeting last week and there a man with a bent nose said that plastic monkeys where the best thing you could give to your children. And seeing as how you don't understand any better i spent all of our families money on monkeys! I only wanted whats best for you. Toy diversity is strength!"
After a couple of days action-mans radio, grappling hook and binoculars starts disappearing. You follow action-man out on a trip around the room and after a while you find the plastic monkeys under your bed playing with actionmans grappling hook. You/Actionman become furious and yell with a hoarse retarded voice "GIVE THAT BACK!" The monkeys look up, form their fat and digusting lips and say, "racist!". You can't understand anything. The monkeys become aggressive and approach you. You become scared, but you cannot defend yourself because neither you nor actionman have any weapons with you. Your mother took them so that you would not hurt yourself or anyone else. Scared as you are you run to mommy and yell; "Mommy, Mommy! The monkeys took actionmans things!" Mother looks at you with annoyance and says, "No my son, i don't think that the monkeys would do something like that."
Sad and frustrated over not being believed you march back into your little room. But when you get there you make an even more terrible discovery. Barbie is gone! You/Action-man go out on a trip once more and look everywhere for barbie. When you get to under the bed you become both scared and horrified. There lies barbie, naked, with her face to the floor. You/Action-man ask what has happened, "It was the monkeys." barbie cries. You become completely furious and rush to get the police car. But your brother is already usning it to hunt virtuous knights and good fairies. You can't understand why he's usning the police car to hunt the good guys. You walk into the room and open a drawer. There lies Big Bad Pete. You explain the situation to him, about barbie and the monkeys, and about the police that were not able to be there. Pete says that he can help you get rid of the monkeys, for a while. But he of course demands that you give him something in return. He wants the most valuable POG that you have in exchange for driving away the monkeys. You dislike this. But you so much want to save barbie. You agree to petes terms and after a while your room becomes calm. For a couple of days.
One day when you come home from special school, you once more find barbie naked, action-man without his head and your entire room full of evil monkeys. Again you run to mommy and tell her about the situation. But mommy just shakes her head and says, "You should not be mean to the monkeys, they have the same worth as all your other toys." You are in a state of despair. Exhausted and teary-eyed you go to bed.
The next day you wake up, and the entire room is full of evil monkeys! You cry in despair. This was not the way you imagined it to be! You try one more time with your mommy. "Mommy! Now there are only monkeys in room! I don't want it this way!" Your mother looks down on you and says with a smile, "Don't you want all those monkeys in your room? I thought all children your age loved monkeys. I was on a PTA meeting last week and there a man with a bent nose said that plastic monkeys where the best thing you could give to your children. And seeing as how you don't understand any better i spent all of our families money on monkeys! I only wanted whats best for you. Toy diversity is strength!"