Forest rangers stumbled across me as a feral child of a tight knit family of beavers. They took the liberty to rescue me and take me back to civilization. For the next 16 years, I was fed a steady diet of kit kat bars, pepsi and bees and showcased in a circus until I accidentally chewed off the wooden leg of a visiting pirate. Thereafter, I was confined in this little room and taught how to type with 12 487 other monkeys. My plans are to escape, free the 12 486 monkeys (one of them I hate so he can rot in hell here), rob the Hershey factory and build a huge dam from kit kat bars in Lake Ontario.I'm a nice person - really. I just have a tendency to bite.
