Quotes About Monkey

In Africa, you know, if you're poor, at least you can go to the forest and share some mangoes with the gorillas and monkey.

My favorite thing to wear from about first to third grade was a blue t-shirt with an iron-on monkey and the caption 'Here Comes Trouble.'

A princess and a tiger, huh? Such excessive names! Our names mean 'monkey' and 'lewd!' I'm so jealous!

You seem to have found a stored pocket of energy. I am reborn! Cackling, she whirled around, pushed off with her toes and leaped on him. Let's have monkey sex, she said as she wrapped her legs around Roarke's waist. Well, if you insist. It so happens I have a pint of very nice chocolate sauce in the parlor. You're kidding. One never kids about monkey sex with chocolate sauce.

Can't you just see all those enlightened monkey men sitting around a roaring woodfire around their Buddha saying nothing and knowing everything?

I'm stuck babysitting turtle eggs while a volleyball player slash grease monkey slash aquarium volunteer tries to hit on me." I'm not hitting on you," he protested. No?" Believe me, you'd know if I was hitting on you. You wouldn't be able to stop yourself from succumbing to my charms.

It would just be fitting that the only man who would deign to talk to me is a hat-shagging monkey." She leaned in closely. "You, sir, have the look of a hat shagger.

I confess, a wall of worry rises for even the most confident fool when he realizes that his plot for saving the day lies with three squirrels, a troupe of earnest nitwits, a donkey-headed weaver, a silver-thirsty goblin, a notoriously unreliable narrator, and a hat-shagging monkey.

We'd been adrift for eight days when the ninny tried to eat the monkey.

Weetabix - a British cereal biscuit whose taste and texture are generally thought to be improved by the addition of monkey come.

I hope you are not here to ask me to do my bawdy business- the monkey has a nosebleed and the circus, sir, is closed.

We are ashamed at the sight of a monkey--somehow as we are shy of poor relations.

It is rather an unpleasant fact, that the ugliest and awkwardest of brute animals have the greatest resemblance to man: the monkey and the bear. The monkey is ugly too (so we think) because he is like man--as the bear is awkward, because the cumbrous action of its huge paws seems to be a preposterous imitation of the motions of human hands. Men and apes are the only animals that have hairs on the under eye-lid. Let kings know this.

Hello, companion," said Magnus. The monkey made a terrible sound, half snarl and half hiss. "I begin to rather doubt the beauty of our friendship," said Magnus.

I'll need you to get a leash for my monkey, Claude, and also a hat." "Of course, monsieur" "Do you think he needs a little coat as well?" "Perhaps not in this weather, monsieur." "You are right," Magnus said with a sight. "Make it a simple dressing gown, just like mine." "Which one, monsieur?" "The one in rose and silver." "Excellent choice, monsieur.

I've tried to write from my own understanding of identity in all my comics, whether it's about superheroes or historical conflicts or monkey gods.

In her experience every man thought he was a natural dancer, and every one thought he was good in bed. The truth was that most men only knew one dance step—usually the pogo—and between the sheets they were like a monkey in a nature film poking at an anthill with a stick.

she has big ears like a monkey , she can probably hear really good!

We spend our lives guessing at what's going on inside everybody else, and when we happen to get lucky and guess right, we think we 'understand.' Such nonsense. Even a monkey at a computer will type a word every now and then.

We spend our lives guessing at what's going on inside everybody else, and when we happen to get lucky and guess right, we think we "understand." Such nonsense. Even a monkey at a computer will type a word now and then.

He was stubborn as a mule, clever as a monkey, and nimble as a hare.

He doesn't look very smart," Diesel said. "He's not even giving me the finger." "Can monkey's do that?" Hal asked. Carl gave him the finger. "Cool!" Hal said.

Your monkey was looking under the stall doors in the ladies' room,' I told Diesel. 'That's my boy,' Diesel said.

Dude," Diesel said. "That's no way to get dessert." Carl snapped to attention. "Eep?" "Cookies," I told him. Carl jumped onto his booster seat, sat ramrod straight, and folded his hands on the table. He was a good monkey. I gave him a cookie, and he shoved it into his mouth. "Manners," Diesel said to him. Carl spit the cookie out onto the table, picked it up, and carefully nibbled at it.