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Okay, a little back track. You have to realize that when I wrote the story I only had a day or two to do it, (during STAR Testing I might add) and only a matter of minutes for the second half. Miracles happen? Not then, not for me. Now that that's out of the way, The monkeys only had keys to the exit and their rooms. I specifically made a rule about them not getting into everything else and ESPECIALLY not my room. But sure go ahead, leave a note on their door. But I have to warn you, they don't do the color you want and they leave a mess. You'll be stepping in paint cans for days. *stares at paint covered foot* And mom, I have this to say to you: Ha. Ha.

Lastly, it was not meant to be commented on. I merely believe that it tends to bode ill when there is absolute silence. Kinda one of those "Why the heck did they give him a pen?" moments when everyone is so busy being horrified by it that they're too shocked to say anything.

Not lastly. Lastly is that I have an odd feeling that someone is about to call the state about sign-ups for counseling. Forceful if necessary. Oh yeah, I'm in your head. You scared? You should be. *vanishes*