"George! NO! Bad monkey!" I shouted at George

"George! NO! Bad monkey!" I shouted at George as he took away my asthma pump. He had made me climb the entire set of stairs, and I was pretty sure I was going to have an asthma att

-att...-att... Everything went black. I woke up at the bottom of the stair with Curious George fanning me with a banana peel. His cute little brown eyes seemed to say "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, George," the man in the yellow hat said. "I know you didn't mean for me to tumble down the stairs and almost get a concussion." They hugged it out, when

the yellow-hatted man bailed his monkey out of the slammer for the second time. "It's OK George. I know you were just playing when you pushed me into oncoming traffic."

but George the curious monkey looked evily at the man with the yellow hat and pushed him again, he was curious to know what was death and how the man with the yellow hat's blood

spatters would look from an upside down point of view. With a violent shove, Curious George pushed the yellow hat man off the curb in front of a moving Thomas the Tank. Blood went

rushing to the Man in Yellow Hat's head. Why, if Thomas the Tank hadn't been rolling at .5 mph... "You're dead, George!" he said. G. swiftly donned a cap & joined an organ grinder.

He chained George to his box and gave him a peanut at the end of the day if they earned enough for some liquor. George put up with the Man in the Yellow Hat's

the others will finally come to accept me. They'll have to. I'll make them. He clenched his little fists and went home.