Of course Cheeta took a liking to Johnny. It was SOOO obvious. My gayapedar zinged the first time I saw Cheetah, and I think I was only like two at that time. I remember clearly giggling and pointing to the tv and saying "gaape." My mom for years said she had no idea what I was talking about but recorded it as my forst spoken word anyway.
I recall the time Cheetah had told a group of his buddies how easy Jane was and invited them over for some drinks and afterwards a good old fashioned chimpanzee-human gang bang would take place.
The chimps had a wonderful time pounding down the drinks and staring at Jane with desire in their eyes, but then Tarzan swung down from the trees on his vine and swooped her up, apparently in a hurry because they were attending a fashion show put on by the Chumungo tribe.
Just like that the voluptuous creature was gone, her lithe body disappearing amidst the branches and soon only the distant call of Tarzan could be heard.
The chimps sobered up quickly and looked around in a confused manner....
Soon the realization set in that they would not be sexually satisfied that day and they went back into the jungle, to mope and search for insects.
They're not moping.
You and your penothropomorphising.
Stories about Cheeta's drinking are no subject for amusement, Gus.
Edgar mentioned that Cheeta now suffers from type 2 diabetes (a consequence from a lifetime of excessive drinking).
Upon reading this thread, Im amazed that wandel has actually taken the time to research the seemy underbelly of the eismuller -monkey affair.
I think thats entirely too much information.
It is an ugly story, farmerman. I do not intend to "sugarcoat" the facts for the sake of Chai, Squinney, and Dlowan.
Then, I suppose we have to know all the grizzly facts. I never did trust that smiling monkey.
farmerman, I intuit you may be on Cheeta's payroll.
I notice you posted in, but did not mention here, your participation if another thread about ape rights in spain.
Cheeta - Next President of Spain?
I heard from a reliable source that the chimp had legal problems. It seems that due to legal issues with IRS,
he was accused and convicted ...
(Can you can feel this one coming yet ....?)
Cheeta is in a sanctuary.
I am certain that "sanctuary" is some publicist's euphemism for treatment center.
A photo of Cheeta on the set of his last movie. The alcohol had begun to take a toll.
oh yeah...I can just hear him now.
WHASSA MADDERWHISSS YOUSE...
TAKE THEPHARKING SHOT ALLREDDY!
Sadly, his last movie was a cheap horror film produced in Italy.
and he pretty much just phoned it in. He was wasted . Being 75 and a monkey doesnt leave one with too many career options.
he could replace Bubbles, Michael Jackson's Chimp, right?
If he pulls a car heist hes in big trouble. Calif has a close to zero tolerance law for GTA. I smell a made for TV movie. Or at least a name for a new rock band,
What seems like a zillion years ago I lived in Nairobi for three years. Most afternoons I would drive from work to the game park for a few hours.
There was a section where orphaned, injured and surrendered pets were kept and among them was a chimpanzee who had been reared by a British colonial type who had recently died. The chimp could not, of course, survive in the wild and was cared for by the park rangers. Of an afternoon it seems, when his owner would come in from a day's farming or whatever, they would enjoy a gin and tonic and a cigarette together. The rangers had weaned him off the G&T's since his arrival at the park, but he was still allowed a cigarette.
I found this out one afternoon when I stopped to have a smoke near his enclosure. His hand slowly came through the bars, palm upwards with two fingers raised. I thought he was giving me the proverbial finger, but a ranger standing nearby told me the story and said there were no smokers on duty that day, and it was his way of asking for a ciggie. I lit one and gingerly placed it between the two upright fingers, and he proceeded to puff away contentedly. When he had finished he very carefully ground the butt out in the dirt.
After that, whenever I visited the game park, I made a point of stopping for a 'smoko' with my new friend.
Great story lezzles. had all of us cacking our dacks