Say Hello to My Little Friend
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So, by now, it’s pretty well established that Whynatte has its hand pretty deep in the underground exotic animal trade.
Until we bring our own drink to the market, we’ve got to make money to run this site. Everyone’s got their hustle, as they say.
But here at Whynatte, it’s not all monkey business. Like a monkey on our back, clawing at us with its sharp little monkey hands, we’ve felt the need to spread the word of the Whynatte to the entire planet.
Until we started this website, we felt like a sad little monkey on a rope, unable to set our beloved Whynatte free. Now, the monkey is no longer sad, he is no longer on our back, and the Whynatte is now free to bring joy to the world.










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I didn’t even know it was possible for a monkey to frown. This is the first time I’ve ever seen a sad monkey. Maybe you should have gotten the little guy a whynatte.
You can’t really tell from the photo, but he was clawing the absolute shit out of my shoulder. He wanted nothing more than to claw my eyes out. I’ve been breeding monkeys for a long time, and I’ve never had one that acted like such a primate.
All this after I bought the little fella a Whynatte.
He kept carrying on about how I didn’t have a Whynatte shirt in his size. Sorry bro, we don’t carry Capuchin sizes.
On closer examination of the photo it’s evident that you’re in extreme pain.
You’d think that monkey would be happier, knowing that he’s got his talons about a half inch into my shoulders.
Let’s be honest, Jesse…would you say that despite the pain, having a monkey on your shoulder was one of the happiest times of your life?
I’ve been waiting 29 years for that moment, K8.