i love it when people help me procrastinate before final papers

a little someone i like to call “MooCow” sent me this link the other day. it was a link that allows you to create a monk-e-mail.

this is the biggest time waster EVER. it’s also the BEST WEBSITE EVER! (just fyi – before you go all nuts and stuff, they limit the number of times you can do the text to voice function). i have sent so many monk-e-mails the past few days…

it’s odd how i tweak things to suit their recipient. for instance, i sent mariama (who wants to start a wine and yarn shop) this little doozy. she, in return sent me this guy, which takes out favorite sesame street song (“would you like to buy an O?”) which has come to have many euphemisms and has a leisure suited chimp with geordi laforge glasses and a woman’s voice recite the lyrics.

you may have been fortunate enough to receive this one. (the british monkeys can’t say “doofus” oddly enough)

and one of my school friends, while we were working on a project realized the british male voice sounds like an evil james bond character and got it to say “the nuclear incident was unfortunate”, to read the first sentence of his paper (about information warfare), and threatened me with a deadly nerve agent.

just for the internet, i got the chimp to say “pimpin’” because it’s funnier that way.

i totally heart you, moo.

4 responses to “i love it when people help me procrastinate before final papers

  1. Chimpanzees scare me.

  2. But not as much as final exams.

  3. Damn. I can’t get it to work — it’s apparently loo popular at the moment. I wanted to teach the monkey to speak Welsh.

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