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Speaking of monkeys….In about ‘81, we were on a combined VF-151/VF-161 ACM detachment at Cubi Point, Philippines to fight some instructors from Top Gun. They came out to WESTPAC twice a year to help us keep our fighting skills sharp and catch up on the latest Soviet tactics and weapons systems.

One afternoon a bunch of us that had flown early in the day were out by the pool catching some rays and having a few cold “adult beverages”. A small troop of monkeys climbed up out of a ravine behind the BOQ and then up to the dumpster behind the BOQ dining room. Eventually they jumped into the dumpster and started rummaging around for scraps.

One of our JOs, who was known for being around when things went sideways, in a “hold my beer” moment, ran over and slammed the hatch closed. He picked up a stick and proceeded to bang on the dumpster for a couple of minutes. Now, we were about a hundred yards away from the dumpster and we could hear the monkeys going berserk and screaming inside.

Not too long after, a couple of stewards went out to the dumpster with some garbage. When they opened the hatch….OMG it was like the “Alien” larvae for a few seconds. Fortunately there were no injuries but there was a lot of yelling and cussing in Tagalog. 😂

Laffin’ here boss! Monkeys in the dumpster…OMG!

My dad was friends with JJ Armes. "Jay" had lot both hands when he was about eleven years old and used prosthetic hooks for hands. That drove him to try to become the best at everything he did and he became a private detective of some notoriety. One of his most outstanding exploits was finding and rescuing Marlon Brando's kidnapped son somewhere in Mexico many years ago. Jay had a lot of money and was "a little" on the eccentric side, and had made a hobby of collecting and keeping exotic animals.

Anyway, I first met Jay when I was six years old. I marveled at his hooks and he played marbles with me to demonstrate his ability to "do anything." He came to the house on one occasion when I was not there and I always regretted missing that visit---he had a lion with him that day. I don't think Dad wanted him to bring the lion in the house, but Jay got the lion out (on a leash, I suppose) of his vehicle, and the lion quite handily pinned Dad to the ground. That would have been something to see.

He came to our house to visit Dad one Saturday afternoon and happened to have his latest pet with him, a chimpanzee that was only a few months old. The chimp's name was Gypsy. I was one of Gypsy's first friends. We went to Jay's house quite a few times over the years, and I'd see Gypsy. I sat at their dining table and had papayas for the first time with Gypsy.

This photo of me and Gypsy was taken when she was about five years old. Uuhhh...Gypsy's the one on the left.





The last time I saw Gypsy was two or three years later, and by then she had to be confined to a very stout cage outside. Mom stepped up close to the cage, too close, in fact. Quicker than you can say "oops," Gypsy reached out through the cyclone mesh and snatched Mom's sunnglasses off and put them on. I don't think she got them back, either.

Grandfather did when he was a kid. Said it was very well behaved until a woman entered the room. Then it would jump up into her face and start jacking off.

LOL.

Can't blame a guy for trying!

Not a monkey by any means- - - - -but a "sulled" possum in a cardboard box, left on a maintenance supervisor's desk a few minutes before shift change can create some excitement in a small office cubicle of a tire factory when the box gets opened. "Nobody saw nothin'"- - - -obviously!

Yuo tueb, shoc the monky

If I drove a lowrider... and lived in a getto... I would keep a monkey in my trunk.

But alas... I do not.

Kinda, sorta........