Monkey Business

This is actually an expansion of a Twitter-length story I wrote that was publsihed a while back at Tweet the Meat.

Organ Grinder

Pepe didn’t like to admit it, but he knew that his was a vanishing trade.  Rising insurance and licensing costs were putting organ grinders like him out of business.  It didn’t help that his monkey, Marcel, had become aggressive in his old age.  The monkey had developed some nasty habits: snatching cigarettes from customers’ mouths, clawing women’s pantyhose, and ripping toupees from bald men’s heads.  The behavior cut into what little profit Pepe enjoyed.

So Pepe turned the crank, and the grinding of heart, liver and spleen were music to his ears.  He could always get another monkey.