Monkey Love

I fell in love in Guatemala City. His name is Poncho. And in spite of the fact that he completely violated me through the course of a day, I can't help but want to see him again. I've done some monkeying around. I've even gone ape over some big brown eyes, but never have I held such a furry beast. By the way, that furry beast pee'd on me and pooped on me. He also bit me. Twice. And I can't even count how many times he put his hand down my shirt. Oh how I'll miss that little spider monkey.