Can a human live on a constant diet of monkey chow? I'm glad that Adam Scott is doing this super-ultra important experiment for us:
Imagine going to the grocery store only once every 6 months. Imagine paying less than a dollar per meal. Imagine never washing dishes, chopping vegetables or setting the table ever again. It sounds pretty good, doesn't it?
But can a human subsist on a constant diet of pelletized, nutritionally complete food like puppies and monkeys do? For the good of human kind, I'm about to find out. On June 3, 2006, I began my week of eating nothing but monkey chow: "a complete and balanced diet for the nutrition of primates, including the great apes."
Maybe I'll lose weight. Maybe I'll gain superhuman monkey strength. Maybe I'll go crazy. Maybe it's too late. Check back here every day to follow along with the Monkey Chow Diaries.
We genuinely misquoted the first one all the time (we probably didn't know the word "deuce"). All the others we knew the right words, but sang them wrong on purpose (except for 8, 9, and 10. Past my time.) I blame "Weird" Al Yankovic.
I recently did a road trip with a friend who thought the lyrics to Get Lucky by Daft Punk were "We're up on Mexican Nookie" rather than "We're up all night to get lucky". I can no longer listen to the song without hearing those words.
When I was a kid I heard the Beatles "Can't by me love" as "Bobby luh huh". Didn't help my dad's name is Bob. Kept wondering why the were singing about him.
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