The Monkeys You Ordered

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Time for your humungous shot.

Time for your humungous shot.

These old people are mugging us!

These old people are mugging us!

And here’s the room with the big sandbox.

And here’s the room with the big sandbox.

Are you here to rescue me?

Are you here to rescue me?

My reflection is Abe Lincoln.

My reflection is Abe Lincoln.

Why are there people watching football in my therapy session!?

Why are there people watching football in my therapy session!?

I’m half man, half snail.

I’m half man, half snail.

HULK SMASH!

HULK SMASH!

Would you like me to play you a song on this tuba?

Would you like me to play you a song on this tuba?

I would ask you not to eat me, but I see you have no mouth.

I would ask you not to eat me, but I see you have no mouth.