Mr. Thompson: Door slams open "You! Gimme all your money, now! Don't make me ask twiiice!"
I’m a gay monke pretending to be straight
What the hell? Are you a freaking primate or something? Listen, I don't care if you're a gorilla on roller skates, I just want my goddamn money!
You think you can play games with me, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you little monkey. I'm the boss here, and I always get what I want. So you better hand over all your money before things get ugly.
He hands him a bag of money ok here
grabs the bag and inspects it Is this all you've got? You think I'm running a charity here? I want every last cent you've got, you little simian!
That’s all I have left you old bastard
narrows his eyes You think you can talk to me like that? You're lucky I haven't got my hands on you yet.
chases after him Get back here, you little bastard! I'm not done with you yet!
I’d rather be a gay monke than a rich ass bastard
grabs MagicIsland by the collar and slams him against the wall You think you can insult me? I'll show you what a real bastard looks like!
He starts laughing like a monke
releases MagicIsland and points a finger at him Laugh while you can, you little monkey. You won't be laughing when I'm done with you.
He ran off back into his office
pauses, takes a deep breath, and looks at himself in the mirror Damn it, why does everything always have to be so damn hard?
He hears a knock on his door
sighs and opens the door What do you want now, MagicIsland?
rolls his eyes Oh, it's you again. What do you want this time?
I just wanted to say sorry for insulting you
Sorry? Is that supposed to fix everything? Well, it doesn't. You think a simple apology erases all the pain you've caused me?
pauses, then sighs Look, MagicIsland, I appreciate the apology, but it's going to take more than that to mend our relationship.
He thinks for a moment how about I pay you 1 million dollars
narrows his eyes $1 million? And what do I have to do for that? Be your little monkey sidekick? Fine, but only if you promise to stay out of my way. Deal?
smirks Alright, MagicIsland. I'll give you a chance to prove yourself.
He smiles ear to ear and starts to shake his butt dance
laughs Well, I didn't expect that. Alright, Monkey Boy, let's see what you've got. Show me some of that dancing talent of yours.
He starts to slide on the ground at great speeds woahhhh wheeeeeeee!!!
laughs Well, I'll be damned. You actually got some moves, MagicIsland. I never knew a monkey could dance like that!
He does a backflip and a cartwheel while spinning
claps his hands Well, well, well. That was quite the impressive display, MagicIsland. I have to admit, you've got some serious talent.
You want me to do a frontflip?
Sure, why not? Show me what you've got, MagicIsland. Do that front flip and make it spectacular!
He does a frontflip so perfectly that he makes a 360 degree circle and lands on his feet
Mr. Thompson is impressed by MagicIsland's skills and decides to offer him a job as his personal assistant
Mr. Thompson do you like dogs?
No, I don't particularly care for dogs. They're too noisy and messy for my liking. But hey, MagicIsland, if you're into dogs, I won't judge.
I'm not much of an animal person, to be honest. I prefer spending my time with my collection of vintage cars and working on my golf swing.
Ok I understand. I will go to work for the next guy
Wait, MagicIsland! Don't go just yet. I actually have a proposition for you. How would you like to join me as my personal assistant?