On Feb 15, 9:49*pm, Vic Smith wrote:
On Fri, 15 Feb 2008 10:08:54 -0800 (PST), wrote:

Honest truth:
I was at a flea market in Tampa, and talking to a vendor who happened
to have some sort of little monkey. Dude drops the leash and asks me
to pick it up for him, as he was on a bar stool. I reach down to get
it, and that freakin' monkey was on me like a fat lady on a donut!
That sob was all teeth and claws! In a couple of seconds that thing
had bit my arm twice and scratched the hell out of me. I was ****ed at
the vendor guy for that one!

Did you get shots for possible infections?
I try to stay from monkeys. *Not hard to do, really (-:
Hitchhiking in the Navy, I found myself in the monkey trailer
of Joe Lempke of the Shriner's Circus with a female chimp hanging
onto me. *Damn strong. *But she didn't bite me, just gave me a kiss,
so it wasn't too bad.

--Vic

Yeah, I went to my doctor. You should have heard the phone call. The
receptionist laughed until I told her I was dead serious! Hello, I'd
like to see the doctor, it's important. What's wrong? A monkey bit and
scratched me. Har, har har. No, I'm not kidding!