your monkey called

"With pent up fury that masked years of angst over the empty absurdity of man’s fate, the one named Moe smashed the crockery. ‘We are at least free to choose,’ wept Curly, the bald one. ‘Condemned to death but free to choose.’ And with that Moe poked his two fingers into Curly’s eyes. ‘Oooh, oooh, oooh,’ Curly wailed, ‘the cosmos is so devoid of any justice.’ He stuck an unpeeled banana in Moe’s mouth and shoved it all the way in."