Bobo the monkey strode up and down his zoo cage. He paused and sniffed the air, his nostrils widening as he turned his head from side to side. His nose wrinkled as he smelled the sun-baked smell of sweaty tourists in front of his cage. The humans smelled like rotten bananas. Their ripe smell made him pinch his nose to hide the stink. He sat down on the ground and stared at the tourists.
The tourists reminded him of his fellow inmates at the zoo. Some were small like muskrats, others were tall and lanky like giraffes. One was as round and plump as a hippopotamus. They all pointed at him and chattered away like little birds. The bright lights of their camera flashes stabbed his eyes. He blinked several times and wiped his tears with the fur of his right arm.
As he sat there, he felt a boiling within himself. A mounting pressure like water in a teapot surged through him. He pulled his lips back in a snarl, revealing his yellow teeth, and glared at the crowd.
Bobo picked up a blackened banana peel next to him and flung it at a tourist. He hooted and sprang for the bars and shook them as he howled. The crowd laughed.
banana peel
thrown at tourists
monkey zeal
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