Jim ran directly to his room and phoned Rick.
"Jim? What's up?" His friend asked.
Jim quickly told Rick the entire story. When he had finished, Rick laughed his ass off.
"Jim, that story is not even the tiniest bit believable. If you're going to make stuff up, you at least need to make it plausible. What kind of scam were you planning to run on me?"
"No, it's the truth," Jim protested. "The monkey says I now have 'magik' powers. I'll show you tommorrow, at school."
"Bit of advice, Jim ol' chum," Rick said. "Don't try to shit a shitter."
The phone went dead in Jim's ear.
I'll show him who's full of shit! Jim thought, stripping off his clothes and jumping into bed. Just wait until tommorrow!
Within moments he was asleep.
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Elsewhere, at that very moment, a group of semi-fictional simian shapes were slowly dragging the limp body of the Holy Monkey away, towards a very uncertain fate...
The next morning--
Sun Aug 03 23:33:20 2008