Rise of the Planet of the Apes

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I’ve not seen the new Planet of the Apes film, but I heard a brief synopsis the other day and it sounds quite sad. It reminded me of Albert Camus’ The Outsider and inspired me to write a short story.

My name's not Jim and who you calling a pansy?

Cocker of snooks

He cocked a snook and yucked a yuck. He bounced in and flounced off. He was full of piss and vinegar. They took him with a pinch of salt and said he had a chip on his shoulder.

They smirked when he got irked and called him a berk. He dug deep and came off shallow. His field of dreams was fallow.

They played ideas tennis and he was the ball-boy. They jammed freeform while he played chopsticks. He fell from grace and lost face. They put him in his place.

And now he’s one of them.

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4 Responses to “Rise of the Planet of the Apes”

  1. oldrope Says:

    What the fug has this got to do with monkeys? I want my 7 quid back and some complementary ‘popped corn’

  2. johnlebaptiste Says:

    YES!
    p.s. I’ve taken the liberty of sticking this to the front page

  3. johnlebaptiste Says:

    pps – cheers old rope for sorting out the theme meltdown.

  4. oldrope Says:

    It’s about to change again, old bean. Watch out for your ladypiece

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