This is for Michael, who until tonight was not aware that his mother has monkeys on her brain. It actually explains a lot. I recently gave someone a little blue sock monkey for his birthday, but it's not doing its job. The monkey was under strict orders to render me irresisible to and constantly on the mind of the recipient. I'm not a very good witch at all, my spells never seem to take properly. Tonight, the monkeys were appeased with Patron margaritas. Unfortunately, I did not drink enough for them to pass out. With this near full moon and a head full of liquored up monkeys I may not get a wink of sleep tonight.
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