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I can't believe the fucking monkey won that game. We were playing 'What have I made', and we played over and over. He would point to all the things he could see in the room, anything he could steal, the bowl on his head, whatever. And I would laugh and delight in telling him of mans' accomplishments, all our great works and wonders. Finally the little bastard pointed to me. Well, I couldn't let him live after that honestly. Fucking monkey. Never liked them anyway.