Ok...so yesterday, me and my friend were at a baseball game, when the announcer said, "Hey, keep a lookout for the world famous monkey boy tonight in the stadium." and I look over and see that monkey boy is indeed creepy and in the next section over.

So me and my friend were both saying how scarry he looked and if he came near us we would scream and hug each other and scream and cry. 

We were so occupied with our discussion that we did not realise the person stepping down a row of seats on the seat next to me was indeed monkey boy.  So he gets into the seat and pathetically falls over with his head on my lap.  I was so scared i didn't even move or talk, i just sat there looking at him like Dude, you get your head off me right now if you still want it attached to the rest of your body. 

So being monkey boy he was he decided to pet/groom my hair, or whatever he was doing, and I just stared at him like what the heck are you doing, go away.  He finally left, and the woman in the row in front of me said he was actually pretty hot under the mask, and I was all, I don't care im never gonna want to see that thing again.

So like an inning later, monkey boy starts running across the field, strpping.

Yeah.  Im scared for life.

Giant rope swings aren't fun when you're standing at the bottom.