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Post #387234 by bananabobs on Sun, Jun 15, 2008 10:59 PM

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On 2008-06-15 18:23, Unga Bunga wrote:
Poor Jerry.
I can't believe he couldn't find a home for him.

I can't believe the poor bastard had to dig his own grave and then he got rubbed out like a 40's gangster. Jeez,
“I had him dig a deep hole,” Dutton said, “when he was finished, I told him to jump inside. Then a policeman friend of mine shot him in the head.”

Oh come on, I can't believe it;
They named their “baby boy” chimp Jerry and raised him like they would a child. Within a few months Jerry was toilet trained, ate at the dinner table, dressed himself and even slept in the same bed with the Dutton’s.
But he put a bullet in his head...
Could truth be stranger than fiction?