Monkey chef

"MONKEY CHEF"

Monkey prepared chilled bacon for breakfast, he served it on a silver
platter adorned with
mouldings of fruit, In particular bananas. His face as he served me the
meal was a mask of uninterest, I stared intently at his eyes trying to
catch an unguarded glimmer of emotion. Nothing, he gave away nothing.
My interest turned once again to the bacon, it was a deep red and fat
weaved through its tissue. I cut a piece small enough to consume as
monkey returned to the kitchen. I hesitantly raised my fork to my mouth
but as I did so I heard a sman from the kitchen, sure enouh the evil
red eye of the monkey was spying on me through the keyhole. I
brandished a knife and made for the kitchen , fire coarsing through my
veins. I stormed into the kitchen saw the monkey and rammed the knife
into its small exposed belly. It made a short popping sound, the
primate made a quick shudder then fell limp, bleeding.
My wife entered then and asked me what the hell was going on."

"Remind me to place a new add for a chef dear." was my quick and witty
retort.