Men fear him and women adore him.
Do a google search on “tingle crotch” and your first result is Monkey Chapps, despite his modestly claiming to only be # 4. Why you would want to do a search on tingle crotch is beyond me, but that’s what makes the world go ’round as they say.
Other google searches on such terms as “what nut did Lance Armstrong lose”, “poo problems” and “stinkeye” will also take you to Monkey Chapps. Self described as a 5’9″, 170 pounder having the strength of 10 men or one po’ed monkey, a tree frog or a poisonous tree frog (your pick), we’re left somewhat confused as to the real person behind the screen. He reads a lot and writes a lot, but not at the same time (kinda like me, but I ain’t no frog).
He’s a self-professed WalMart hater who suffers from any number of neuroses, psychoses and ADD. We are welcomed into his world with a contingent of nerdy pickup lines, things to do on a first date to ensure there is no second date and man rules for women (which are all numbered 1 for some reason I can’t fathom). We’re treated to the Hillary Song as the backup vocal to these de rigueur lists of social mores. We feel his pain when he endures the scorn of the girl at the hotdog counter at Costco. We are shown his softer side with the kitty video. We are inspired to join in the fight against the penny because of the irrefutable logic that it now costs more to mail them than they are worth.
All original content (there’s no way anyone in their right mind would want to copy it!). No subject is sacrosanct and no English grammar rule is safe from this word terrorist on speed. Read at your own risk (the main risk being to any hernias that might rupture from laughing so hard) the superbly well-written, unashamedly kooky and totally irreverent writings that will get you laughing until the tears roll down your face — that is if you have any kind of a sense of humor.
Oh — sorry you’re a Ron Paul supporter, aren’t you?… well that explains it.
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