Avalon: (walking down a dark ally, probly on some sort of pill, and most likley (scratch that definitely LIKLEY) stumbling to her car. She see's a guy in the corner (most likley a black guy..this is la) He starts to brisk walk towerd her.
Avalon: (Starts to shout, then begins to scream and cry...probably very dramitcally)DEAR GOD, MONKEY ON A BICYCLE!!! MONKEY ON A BICYCLE...MONKEY ON A FUCKING BICYCLE.
Ally guy(probably black):Um, Mam?. You dropped your wallet.
Avalon:KICK TO THE SHINS!!! Begins to wabble away.
When a person has either one eye that looks directly at you while the other one looks askance, or when both of their eyes fail to look directly at you.
She kept staring at me with those monkey shooters and I didn't know if I should look back.
Upon telling a racist joke amongst a group of fellow white folk a porch monkey, unexpectedly, comes onto the scene and you change the topic.
You are on the school bus asking your friend the joke "whats the difference between a black guy and a bucket of crap?" Before your friend can answer "the bucket!", you realize your bus has got to the last stop in Brown Town and a bunch of porch monkeys pile onto the bus and you stop the joke by saying "theres a monkey in the gazebo!!!"
The previously unrecognized insanity of a friend, family member, coworker, or casual acquaintance. The condition of having hidden your mental dementia successfully for a considerable length of time but then are suddenly discovered to be tree swinging, shit flinging kookoo. Tragically failing to keep secret one's complete lack of sanity.
Yeah, I went to the shooting range with Sarah Palin, and damn if she didn't blast a Blue Jay for no damn good reason. That crazy ass bitch be Monkey Nuts!
Last week Sarah Palin came over to my house and before I knew what was happening she had pumped 6 rounds from her long barrel .357 magnum into my Barker Lounger. She said she saw a rabid possum, but it was my sweet little kitty cat, Fuzzles. Fuzzles is dead, and that that Monkey Nuts bitch murdered him.