Once, there was a monkey. It liked to eat stuff. One day it found a
rock and tried to eat it, but it was too hard, and it hurt it's teeth.
Not to be out done by a rock, the monkey swallowed it whole! The monkey
was happy, it ate the rock. But then it was thirsty, and need water to
wash down the rock, for it was dry and not very delicious either, now that
he thought about it. SO the monkey ran off the the river and quickly
cupped handfuls of water into his mouth, swallowing and swallowing until
finally the rock went down! The monkey screeched at the river as if in
triumph! But then, as he waddled back to the tree grove, his belly started
to hurt. Oooh! He clutched his tiny monkey belly and rolled around on the
ground for hours, not knowing what he could do to make it stop hurting so
much. Hours later, the monkey finally passed his stony meal and as he lay
there gasping for breath, he vowed to never eat another rock again.
