Monkey business

I swear on this, you can even ask my Dad who saw the following event unfold with his own eyes.

Quick synopsis. I was seven years old. Location: Chatarpur Mandir, New Delhi. I held an apple in my hand. A monkey ran up to me, gave me a giant hug, roundhouse kicked me in the face, and then stole my apple. I started to cry shortly thereafter.

True story.

Today, I’ve finally found the culprit and the mastermind behind these types of fanatic acts of violence. You’re going down monkey!

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