He's pretty safe. He's far from giving away all the secrets; he only gives away secrets that he thinks some people might possibly believe. And even that doesn't go particularly well.
True enough. I gave away every freakin' secret of the monkey temple (not really a temple-more like a pajama party) and pretty much nobody listens.
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He's also proving that fairly intelligent monkey girls may learn the secrets but they still behave pretty much like fairly intelligent monkey girls who don't know the secrets.
Hmmmm...Well I think we discussed how reflexive human psychology works even if you are self-aware. I know when and why I'm tossing the poo about these days but I still find it quite fun. Also, please recall that I am currently sexually interacting with a hippo. Here's how a hippo reacts to a monkey:
Hippo: (Barging through jungle with huge toothy grin and tough hide) "Hop on board little monkey."
Monkey: (Hops on board) "Where are we going?"
Hippo: "Wherever I want."
Monkey: (Starts throwing poo while clinging to back of hippo) "Slow down!"
Hippo: (Stops momentarily. Gets hurt expression on face.) "Ouch that hurt." (momentary pause) "Ha ha ha. Just kidding. I wish you could see the expression on your face. Like you could really hurt me with a little bit of poo." (Gasps for air from laughing so hard.) "Chortle" (Resumes barging through jungle at full speed.)
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
