I was obsessed with this little dude, and would’ve gone bankrupt buying him apple slices if I could’ve. But, my crippling fear of his red-assed, UNPREDICTABLE grown-up cohorts took over and I had to leave before I could sign him into some sort of contract.
Also, let it be known that an older monkey took a peanut out of his hand and I watched this pint-sized bad ass straight up smack him across the face like a double-crossed mob boss.