Well, here it is at last, National Gorilla Suit Day! Time to put on your favorite gorilla garb, and go scurrying about the neighborhood, brandishing bananas and generally creating havoc. I got my own suit out of mothballs days ago and, frankly, the moths were glad to be rid of it. So, as soon as I finish the script I'm working on, I intend to put on my suit, drive directly over to the home of my dear friend Mark Evanier, and whack him repeatedly over his ape-befurred head with a large wooden mallet for forcing all his friends and acquaintances to suffer through this simian insanity for the past several weeks.
I'm warning you right now, Evanier, I am not going through all this trouble again for National Lemming Race Week.