Childhood Nightmares


There was a time when, if I had the power, I would have destroyed every last one of these monstrosities in existence. But now, since I’ve matured, I only find them quaintly disturbing. At least the makers of this specimen were honest about its effects on innocent children. The box took most of the damage while protecting the monkey itself, which was purchased from a private collector in Alvin, IL.


2 Responses to “Childhood Nightmares”

  1. Skott the Skeptic says:

    That thing would make a cool jack in the box/alarm clock! Or maybe get 6 or 8 together and make a mobile for a baby crib. They’ll cure constipation in people of all ages.

  2. Jon says:

    Monkey Shines…