Fear The Monkey

Or, the continuing adventures of Chief and Grandpa Sock Monkey…

A couple of weeks ago you were introduced to the unique and interesting creature named Grandpa Sock Monkey and the reasons for his existence.  As it turns out, Grandpa Sock Monkey has achieved quite a bit of notoriety in the recent past.

It’s fairly common knowledge about the Corps office that Chief Cimmiyotti has been dominating the now-weekly Texas Hold-Em Tournaments on Thursday nights in the main conference room.  What may not be known to all is the identity of Chief’s secret weapon – yes, Grandpa Sock Monkey.  His weapon is not just limited to the poker table, and any challenge is liable to get this response from the Chief:  “Grandpa Sock Monkey and I will go ‘bananas’ on anyone willing to take us on.”

A few days ago this threat held true on the second floor of the west-side billets as Chief and his partners Grandpa Sock Monkey and Don destroyed their worthy opponents, Bob and myself, in several rounds of Cribbage.  Even when Bob brought out his secret weapon, Papa Smurf, the monkey emerged victorious once more.  Alas, we were vanquished.  Amid the excuses, accusations and general trash talk, Chief with that characteristic grin spread across his face kept uttering one simple phrase:  “Fear the monkey.” 

Rumors of sinister plots against the monkey drift carefully through the office, to which Chief responds again, “Fear the monkey.”  And when pressed, “Be afraid.  Be very afraid.” 

So next week I’m bringing “Bagram Bear” out of retirement from my east-side billet to take on the monkey – he must be stopped!  Who’s with me???