The monkey pillow pet is a little too much to be an escape. But it’s a great way to keep the house in your thoughts and actions, especially when it’s a toy.
I love this one. Maybe I’m just being overly-serious, but the monkey pillow pet is cute and I love that it can help you keep your mind on your job. You can use it to bring your brain into gear, or just as a distraction.
This is another one of those “I don’t know what the hell this is about, but it sounds like a great idea” ideas. So is this a great way to keep your mind on your job? Well, I don’t know. That’s part of the fun of a good suggestion.
This is a very good idea. I have a huge problem with this one though. It’s a pillow, but I don’t want you to sleep on a pillow. No I don’t. My pillow is a bed.
I know, I know, you’re not supposed to sleep on a pillow. But when you have trouble falling asleep, do you turn your face to a pillow? You might even be able to get a few more hours of sleep off of it.
I guess monkeys, or any living creature, is a great idea if it helps you sleep. But if you try to use this idea to keep you from sleeping on a pillow, well, you just might be right. The problem is that it’s just about impossible to make a pillow as pet friendly as a monkey pillow. The only thing that is possible is a bed that’s made of something that is in fact a pillow. The problem is that monkeys aren’t human beings.
That’s the problem right there. This pillow is designed to be a pillow, but it doesn’t do anything other than that. It’s just a pillow. But that’s not too surprising, since a monkey does not live for longer than the moment she sleeps. They sleep for minutes at a time, a minute at a time. A monkey’s life is in the moment it sleeps, not the moment it wakes up.
The problem is that monkeys sleep in one spot for a long time, usually a very long time. This means that they will sleep standing up, for hours or even days. This is a major problem with a bed that is made of a pillow. A monkey would never sleep that way. A monkey is a walking nightmare, and even if she did sleep that way, she would be on her way to hell.
I have a pet monkey named Missy who I love dearly. She sleeps on my shoulder and she’s like a second mother to me. When I wake up in the morning I reach out and rub her belly, then I go to work and she makes it look a lot better. She’s a real sweetheart, but she’s not like a real pet, she’s more like a friend.
It’s been years since I’ve had a monkey, and it’s been a very long time since I’ve had a pet monkey, but my first memory is of a monkey in a monkey suit. It was a long time ago, but I remember with absolute clarity the feeling that I had when it was around. It felt comfortable and familiar, and I think I may have even developed a little bit of a friendship with it, too.
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