by James Howard December 27, 2003
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Coach: This is the championship game. Starters will stay in. We don't want to monkey it up
Coach: This is the championship game. Starters will stay in. We don't want to monkey it up
by Im ur daddy. August 29, 2018
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by alexuto85u690587369085 September 25, 2012
Get the Monkey Woman mug.A term used to refer to a stupid goofy ass child, young adult, or immature adult. Also, refers to a member of a group of people that sit around all day and argue over the definition of the word Chode.
I beat down that little Choder Monkey when he steps out of line, no doubt!!!
Check out all those fuckin choder monkey's on urban dictionary.com
Check out all those fuckin choder monkey's on urban dictionary.com
by Apollo Isley May 1, 2007
Get the Choder Monkey mug.The little stubby bit of banana flesh which pulls out / breaks off of one end of the banana; it’s harder than normal, and often has a small thread dangling from it.
The use of the term "monkey poo" has resulted in many a child wasting a substantial amount of the banana for fear of eating the "icky" part.
The use of the term "monkey poo" has resulted in many a child wasting a substantial amount of the banana for fear of eating the "icky" part.
by LarrySanders February 6, 2009
Get the monkey poo mug.A song off Gorillaz's second album, Demon Days (or "Daemon Days"), which is narrated by Dennis Hopper. It is more of a story with music playing than a song. Either way, it is an entertaining tale of greedy invaders mining a once peaceful island.
Fire Coming Out of the Monkey's Head, by Gorillaz.
(Dennis Hopper)
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by great clouds. Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough. Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows. You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
(2D)
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
(Dennis Hopper)
In time, Strangefolk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain, and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty. By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest. The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things, and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world. Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls. Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing darkness into their lives? And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of them up. For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep. And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space. There were no screams. There was no time. The mountain called Monkey had spoken. There was only fire. And then, nothing.
(2D)
O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now
(Dennis Hopper)
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by great clouds. Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough. Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows. You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
(2D)
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
(Dennis Hopper)
In time, Strangefolk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain, and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty. By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest. The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things, and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world. Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls. Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing darkness into their lives? And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of them up. For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep. And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space. There were no screams. There was no time. The mountain called Monkey had spoken. There was only fire. And then, nothing.
(2D)
O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now
by Ben L. January 9, 2006
Get the fire coming out of the monkey's head mug.A term used in the Antique trade to describe a cheap metal alloy, usually zinc based. Often used to describe spelter figures and other ornamental items which were often copies of original bronze pieces.
by Welded Bliss January 11, 2008
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