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Today Denver, tomorrow the Twin Cities.
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The provocateur who brought you "Piss Christ" pinches off a new concept.
You didn't catch bird flu this year. You watched the Dems dominate the polls. And you saw that one Real World girl kiss that other Real World girl  in Denver! Those are reasons enough for many of you to put your copy of Now That's What I Call Christmas 3 on repeat for the next week and a half. For the rest of us, the only holiday spirit we have left is ninety-proof and going fast.
Those in the latter group, take heart: Today is Monkey Day, a "respite from the traditional religious holidays permeating the month of December" and an "excuse to hang out with friends and family dressed as monkeys and grunt at one another" Â at least according to the Monkey Day Foundation (www.monkeyday.com). Need we say more? So put down the bottle, put on your favorite monkey mask and round up your crew. It's time to go b-a-n-a-n-a-s.