I read this article about some jokers running around San Francisco in a gorilla suit and I was instantly jealous. I would love to spend a day terrorizing people in a gorilla suit.
Cue the movie montage of me driving around town in a gorilla suit, me helping an old lady cross the street in a gorilla suit, me renting King Kong in a gorilla suit, me ordering a banana split in a gorilla suit, me going to a bar in a gorilla suit, me going to the park and walking around in the woods Bigfoot style for passing joggers (in my gorilla suit of course). You get the idea.
But all this is only a dream. Maybe if I had a million dollars I would do it. Why a million dollars you ask?
Well first I would have to buy the gorilla suit and they ain’t cheap. I would also have all those pesky legal fees after the cops catch me, pepper spray me, strip me of my gorilla suit, and leave me in a holding cell in nothing but my boxers.
In my younger days I may have just saved the cash and waited the jail time out. But being a responsible family man I would need bail money, ergo the million dollars.
I found the San Fran gorilla story at Cryptomundo.com. Speaking of Cryptomundo, one of the authors of that blog is looking for some cash, but I am just too low on funds (all those diapers and food for our son).
One of the other things I would do with a million dollars is run around the interweb filling all the bloggers tip jars with some Benjamins. But until then it’s just gorilla suit wishes and tip jar dreams.
