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[threemeninaboat]

Some attempts to make me stop crying, make me cry more:
http://www.wired.com/animation/collection/leo_nicholson/run_monkey/

Bandwidth intensive! Very Long!

Summation:
Looks like a tool video, has monkey. Todd thinks, "Ooo! Looks like Tool video and has a monkey, this will make Nikki happy!"
Monkey finds banana, eats banana, gets thrown in jail, finds rat, thinks rat is banana, eats rat, gore everywhere. Rat head and spinal cord start babbling. Next morning monkey gets hanged at gallows, lighning strike flings monkey down. Creatures that look like ghosts from Mr. Pacman start eating monkey. Monkey grabs banana and donkey king and rides donkey king away. Donkey kings head gets ripped off, grows new head. Donkey king tries to take monkey to hell, slips on banana peel. End.

"That's supposed to make me happy?"

Comments

[hopeyhopey.livejournal.com]

hey. go borrow my sparkly ring from John. Sparkly jewelery is always good, yes? :)

[manintheboat.livejournal.com]

oooo sparkly.... thanks.

I've stopped crying now. Never sure why I started in the first place. I think I'll go treat myself to Japanese. Yum.

[hopeyhopey.livejournal.com]

They are pretty sparkly rocks. Theoretically John is resetting them for me. Someday.
I'm glad you're not crying anymore.
I wish I could afford sushi. le sigh.

[manintheboat.livejournal.com]

EEEWWWEEEE sushi EEEEEWWWWWEEEE!!!!
I eat the other parts of Japanese food. At Taki bowl you get a HUGE bowl of food for $4.

[hopeyhopey.livejournal.com]

hee. sushi is YUMMY. And not all of it is raw fish, either. I bet you'd like the shrimp tempura maki roll. I do eat other japanese food too, and $4 for a huge bowl sounds like a good deal to me!

[manintheboat.livejournal.com]

Nope. I don't really like shrimp, or deep fried stuff. I really stay away from all fish. I eat most other stuff though.

[crossfire.livejournal.com]

oooh! Taki's! mmmmmmmm.

*looks forlornly at bowl of leftover chili and cornbread*

[crossfire.livejournal.com]

It's such a sweet story.

I think the monkey represents a sort of idealized version of the complete Renaissance Man, while the rat is our own mortality. The banana is, of course, sex, and the moral of the film is that by persuing sex we all get eaten alive by mutant Peep ghosts.

[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

That's only sweet for the Peep ghosts.

Now I want Peeps. And a microwave. (Well, the microwave, I have.)