Monkey Pickles taking Being a Goofball to a new level.

Hello fellow Monkey Picklers, Let this be the first seed of thought that will blossom into sparkles, joyness, and more joyness. We are sending this with muches and bunches of cartoon bubble overload. Monkey Pickles is in the process of going to a new level and making a big leap this summer so stand by.. We have a bunch of things up or sleeve that we have been working on. So the winds of change will be blowing this summer and we couldnt be more exicted about it. We are even more excited for the fact that Monkey Pickles itself started as a cartoon bubble and became reality because of wonderful people that enjoyed having fun with us and we find more goofballs everyday. so this is a Thank You to all the people that enjoy being a goofball, easily distracted, and never are bored ieven if left with your own thoughts. Its great to see many friendships form through Monkey Pickles. So standy by goofballs its only going to get cooler !!! I truley think the next stage will be beyond what you are thinking.

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How to be a Kid 101

Being a goofball is all about being able to stay young mentally and always be in the mood for a laugh. Keep yourself Easily Distracted and avoid using phrases like I'm Bored, so bored, my life is boring, and bored. Man think of something !! You will never cure that by sitting there and saying to yourself over and over you'll only confirm it. Try something you wouldn'[t normally do to kick yourself out of it. Most of the time if your saying your bored you've probably been alone for an extended period of time.. because when was the last time you saw a group of 20 people sitting around looking at each other saying.. "man were bored". So get up go for a walk, grab a coloring book, call a few friends, get in your car and drive somewhere, read a book, go enjoy a large flavored coffee, or duct tape something.. Or your last resort would be to write "I'm bored need suggestions" on our Facebook Fan Page or send us a Tweet and you will have plenty of creative ideas.

Thanks to Heather Lavalle for this submission during our writing contest. Another quality Monkey Pickles Fan.


How to be a Kid 101


Before having children I handled stress in very adult, sometimes boring and unhealthy ways like smoking cigarettes, watching TV and shopping. After having children I have discovered new ways to spend my free time and stay happy. Even if you don’t have children (even if you don’t like children) you can adopt these activities into your daily life to create a more fulfilling existence.

Blow Bubbles: For the cost of a pack of gum you can buy a small bottle of bubbles and blow your worries away. If you want to go all out, my favorite bubbles are California Baby’s Over Tired and Cranky Bubble bath. It comes with a bubble wand and smells wonderful (rubber ducky optional).

Color: There is nothing like cracking open a fresh pack of new crayons. Free coloring sheets are all over the web like this one: Educational Coloring Sheets

Make play dough: Sure you can buy it but if you make it you can add lavender or other essential oils and make it any color you want. Here is an easy recipe: http://www.peapods.com/browse.cfm/4,400.html

Jump rope: My favorite jump rope is made by Habba. The comfortable wooden handles are shaped like carrots and the rope is made from hemp. I get a much better workout with this one then the plastic one I bought (and returned) from Target’s fitness section.

Decorate your driveway or sidewalk: What better way to welcome friends than with a beautiful picture created with sidewalk chalk? Eat your heart out Martha Stewart!

Run through the sprinkler on a hot day: I know what you are thinking “if my neighbors and friends see me running through my sprinkler they’ll think I am crazy, especially after seeing me blow bubbles, make play dough sculptures, jump rope, and draw on my driveway”. Well really people are too busy with their own lives to care about what you are doing. So relax and do what kids do because they are not concerned about what others think, they just want to have fun.

-Heather LaValle lives and writes in Grant MN with her husband, 3 children, 55 chickens and 1 cat that thinks he’s a dog.




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Video of the Week

Alright goofballs we can all take a little piece of advice from this video.. Chill out handle your things and enjoy the day. Next time you go out take a monkey with you.







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What is a Goofball ??

Well being a goofball and having fun no matter what your doing is a skill that anyone can develop.  Monkey Pickles would like to thank everyone that has particpated  in our writing contest over the past month.  Alot of people showed off their creative talent and we are truely appreicative that so many fans of Monkey Pickles enjoy the everday fun created by the community.  All submisisons will be showcased throughout the month of April.  We will take our stand as Goofballs United across the globe making people push the pause button on taking themselves so seriuos for 10 mins a day..

Here is our winner for the contest !!!!!! Congrats Nick Jackson Stand by for more contests and all of our goofball fans work over the next the month.

What is a goofball?...

It is hard to pin down isn't it? Partly because they rarely stay still. Prefering instead to distract you with shiny paper so as to pinch your hat, fill it with whipped cream, duct tape it to your head & tag you repeatedly with their BRWBB causing the cream to squirt out with that universially hilarious " pfffffft ". Also, some are made of balloons & will pop.

And it is as it should be that for this freeform well meaning spreader of fun & larks shouldn't be bound by uniform, health & safety or governmental 'prank request forms'. For the goofball is in all of us ... Not in a way that requires an adult or police intrvention but in a healthy way that allows us not to take ourselves too seriously & enables us to cope with the stresses of life.

Now some of you, such as Huntz & myself, may say, " That doesn't sound right. Surely you mean small, white, & stroked by a tiger? "
Well my friend, you are thinking of a golf ball ... or a fat clumsy child in some trouble at the zoo.

If you really want see a goofball, find a full length mirror.

Now, if the reflection has wacky clothes, oversized shoes, crazy hair & a spinning bow tie, then it is probably you my friend. If, however, you are then hit by a torent of water from the suspicious reflected button-holed flower, then a clown has escaped from the circus & removed the glass. ... You should probably run.

As you flee the changing room for your life , leaving the squeaky footsteps & panicing clothing store assistants behind you, realise that you can take many of those elements to help release your inner goofball ... except for the evil. That is just for clowns.

For those of you who see only their usual reflection, this does not mean that you are not a goofball. You might be a fancy big city executive but if your briefcase is occasionally full of springy snakes, you have the power. Or if you are in The Apprentice boardroom and Mr. T. ( hee hee wouldn't that be fine ) asks " So, goofy, why shouldn't I fire you? " & you answer " ... because I have this pie ... & I have to do something with it. ", or " I pity the fool who doesn't have a pie in his face. " or " No ... You're Pie - ed " then you have the potential a comedic giant.
You are going to get fired ... but with style & the aid of security.

It is not always about throwing the pie, of course. Particularly at Mr.T. ( either of them ). Goofballism ( don't argue with the science ) is not a malicious state of being. No harm is intended. The goal is to cheer & entertain, often at your own your own expense but you don't mind. You are too full of fun & positivity to contain it or to safely go out in a thunderstorm. Sure some people will say " You're weird " & if that person isn't a judge, it's okay because what they really mean is " You are a true individual. I envy you. " And, for all those who back away, the visionaries that befriend you do so with a bond of iron ( Not literally. Those would be handcuffs. ) & deep empathic understanding of your genius.

And so my children ( It's a metaphor - there's no allowance ), if that dangerous encouragement does not make you want rush home & change into that grey suit which is a slightly different shade to those of your colleagues, then maybe you should remain a politely applauding spectator.

But if you are already sculpting whipped cream around a balloon & icing HAPPY BIRTHDAY on the top, then The Farce is strong in you & ( with the exception of elderly relatives ) The World needs your power.

Thank you for your time .... It is mine now .... mhaw haw haw

N. Jackson , paperclip auditor.

( Any reference is anything in the real world is purely coincidental & if you think it is that thing, then it isn't it's the other one ... unless you are thinking of the other thing ... in which case it's the other other thing or a 3rd thing. )

( Also, in the event you act upon any of this .... then this was all a dream & you need to sue cheese & midnight ..... * shimmering dream effect



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Timmy and the Transforming Sharks

Well being a goofball and having fun no matter what your doing is a skill that anyone can develop.  Monkey Pickles would like to thank everyone that has particpated  in our writing contest over the past month.  Alot of people showed off their creative talent and we are truely appreicative that so many fans of Monkey Pickles enjoy the everday fun created by the community.  All submisisons will be showcased throughout the month of April.  We will take our stand as Goofballs United across the globe making people push the pause button on taking themselves so seriuos for 10 mins a day..

Here is our runner up submission !!!!!!  Winner will be posted at 4:00 pm central time.

Ryan McNames  "hint maybe click on his name and find out who this goofball fan of Monkey Pickles is made from"




Timmy and the Transforming Sharks

Stan the monkey's patented Flaming Hamburger flew out of a turquoise volcano upside down into the atmosphere of Jupiter to the three-fourteenths power last Wednesday.

"Excelsior!” bystanders exclaimed. “Where in the world did he ever learn to scrape the Bill Clinton like such an aware octopus!" after which they all dove into a 0.5 league-deep tank of said octopi, wherein they spoke mentally to each other with help, of course, from the encircling psychic dolphins. Unfortunately, the dolphins soon began to grin evilly, and, like little Timmy McGregorshinobi noticed, soon began to grow fangs. "HOLY MOONBEAMS FROM KRYPTON!" Timmy jabbered dutifully, as he flailed away from the foul shark-transformers, attempting to alert the surrounding townsfolk. Oddly, many of the hairless chimps kept chatting non-chalantly about such mundane topics as the weather, as they were one-by-one jerked violently underwater, each dispached body splashing and/or splishing uselessly in a spreading pool of the color purple. (red and blue make purple, of course). Once little Timmy McGregorshinobi had reached the edge of the tank, he snatched his scuba outfit and his samurai sword with vigor – the offending vertebrates were about to have some major ‘splaining to do. He dove bravely back into the tank, where he planned to dispatch all the shark transformers, especially the one who had sadly devoured the head of his beautiful girlfriend, Wendy Wallabeebromine.

Yes, Timmy slashed and stabbed his way with his amazing waterproof sword, all the way to the depths of the tank (which had been a supposed gift to the townsfolk by the Octo-people to the west), where he succeeded in gutting the one who had killed poor Wendy. He reached into the freshly spilled gore, pulled out her waterlogged, decapitated cranium, and flippered his way back to the surface, after which he verily LEAPT out of the tank, spasmodically moseyed across the landscape into the nearby town of Jabrawlter, located the hospital, entered the structure, and searched and surveyed the halls for several minutes until he found and henceforth burst into the office of one Dr. Bartholomew Grinchblaster, the town's master surgeon. After avoiding an explosive shotgun round and having a short argument, Timmy managed to convince the doc to attempt the reconnection of the dead hunk of dead flesh to Wendy Wallabeebromine’s dead, dead carcass.

The unlikely duo trekked to the nearby desert, where Wendy’s headless body had inexplicably teleported. It awaited them inside a see-through force-field capsule. After pressing the Open button and shooting away the swarming robo-vultures with his handy shotgun, Doc Grinchblaster attempted the grisly deed at once, using a cactus needle and dental floss to carry out the task. Following reattachment, the doc scratched his head for a way to reanimate the dead flesh.

Luckily for all involved, Stan the monkey returned from Jupiter at that VERY MOMENT, landing in their midst with his stylish Flying Hamburger, which sent dust and sand particles tumbling, being as they were in the desert.

"You know what I'd do," Stannicus sagely advised as he leaned in with a hand to the side of his monkeymouth, "I'd juggle some of my own feces, dance around, and say KAZAAM, and it would probably be allll better!" Timmy and Dr. Bartholomew Grinchblaster looked at each other, obviously awestruck at the obviousness of this, and they summarily henceforth tried it at once. Lo and behold, the lovely (yet severely scarred) Wendy Wallabeebromine sat straight up, blinking with her remaining eyelid, and said "I'm alive!” Doc Grinchblaster, Stan, and Timmy all twirled cannibalistically, hissing ecstatically, “It’s alive… IT’S ALIIIIIIVE…”

Wendy blinked & her third eye began glowing. “Would you like to make love to me now?"

"Indeed!" said Stan, the Doc, and Timmy at once.

"Not you doc, not you stupid monkey!" she screamed.

"The screaming is a side effect of reanimation, she'll be fine," Bartholomew Grinchblaster explained calmly, idly combing cake chunks out of his quasi-futuristic beard.

Timmy could see that it was time to turn on the charm. "Fabulous, my darling Wendy, but first let us wash all this monkey feces off ourselves and make sure your head is on tight enough with that dental floss that it wont slip off while we shag!" Having said this, Tim once again switched off the charm.

An ear destroying scream once again emanated from Wendy’s voicebox, after which they all speedwalked back to the location just outside of Jabrawlter, whence the 0.5 league deep octopus/dolphin/transforming-shark tank had been, with thoughts of doing exactly that, tragically only to tragically find the 0.5 league deep octopus/dolphin/transforming-shark tank had been tragically DESTROYED in a most tragic fashion! Water and glass particles flooded the premesis, and octopi and dying shark pieces flopped around uselessly in the green and purple streets.

"What filthy rat-bastard has the cojones? --THE MOXXY?-- to have destroyed the Octopus-people's lovely gift to us?," Timmy Mcgregorshinobi grumbled loudly and intently, brandishing his waterproof samurai sword. He glared at the townsfolk, many of whom had gaping wounds from the dastardly shark-transforming dolphin attack.

"Dont you remember, the entire thing was a trick!" Stan the monkey said, hopping angrily up and down. "I learned their plans at the secret Octopus Headquarters on Jupiter, and I came back here as fast as i could to warn y'all, but it was sadly too sadly late for some of ... y'all."

"Then we must maketh war on the Octupi! This injustice will not go unjustified! Let us load the Flaming Hamburger with scud missiles and dive bomb their evil McLair on McJupiter! WHOS WITH ME?!" The townsfolk roared, squealed, or bled their approval (depending on their level of incapacitation), as Timmy McGregorshinobi held his waterproof samauri sword to the sky heroicalloically.

“Grab your patented laser kazoo, Stan! Doc Grinchblaster! Wendy! WE RIDE!” The foursome ran and LEAPT into the Flaming Hamburger and summarily blazed off toward the brightest star in the sky, intent on carrying out their awesome plans.

---Will the dead townsfolk be avenged? Will the octopus threat on Jupiter be quenched? Will Timmy and his pals ever wash off that damned monkey feces? How soon will they realize they’re really going toward Venus? Tune in next beak! …to find out the answers to these questions and more, on the Adventures of Timmy McGregorshinobi---

Ryan McNames "hint maybe click on his name and find out who this goofball fan of Monkey Pickles is made from"

~~ We look forward to the continued Adventures of Timmy McGregorshinobi ~~




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Time Flies by ......

Here is a great waste of time message that came across. We dont take credit for creating this just take credit for bloggin it :) Only a true ceritifed goofball would come up with this. HAHAHAH You could totally mix it up and add in some flies, beetles etc.. to make a really great story.. Any takers?


What to do when you are bored at work...

1. Kill a few flies (look at the size of these!)

2. Put them in the sun to dry for one hour.

3. Once they are dry, pick up a pencil and paper… Let your imagination flow.

Here are a few examples…

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120 Foot Flying Condom

Alright goofballs of Monkey Pickles who wants to go for a balloon ride ?? What other fun things could you turn into a balloon to show your support... ?? hahahahahha

French Fight AIDS With 120-Foot Flying Condom

Buck Wolf Senior Correspondent
(Jan. 27) – Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a giant flying condom!

The French have unveiled their latest weapon in the battle against sexually transmitted diseases: a 120-foot condom filled with helium that went on display Tuesday at the Palais de la Decouverte in Paris.

The giant inflatable – dubbed "Condomfiere" – will set off on a five-continent tour to promote World AIDS Day on Dec. 1, part of a campaign started by the safe-sex group CondomFly. The dirigible condom carries three passengers plus a pilot.

Before starting its international sojourn, the floating behemoth will stop in Vienna for the 18th International AIDS Conference in June, where it will disperse heath information, as it will throughout its travels.
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Safe sex is a big issue, and the French now have a condom to match. This curiously shaped, 120-foot balloon went on display Jan. 26 at the Palais de la Decouverte, as part of a campaign created by the French association CondomFly to promote condom use and the prevention of AIDS.

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Safe sex is a big issue, and the French now have a condom to match. This curiously shaped, 120-foot balloon went on display Jan. 26 at the Palais de la Decouverte, as part of a campaign created by the French association CondomFly to promote condom use and the prevention of AIDS.
Franck Fife, AFP / Getty Images


Even if Condomfiere could make it to the United States by Thanksgiving, it's unlikely Macy's will include it among the giant balloons it parades down Broadway.

And that's not just because of Condomfiere's sexual nature. It's also because of its size.

Since 1997, New York City officials have limited Macy's Thanksgiving Parade floats to 70 feet in length, 40 feet in width and 78 feet in length. It was a rule that forced Woody Woodpecker, among others, into retirement.

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Monkey Pickles in Montana

I love going out to Montana its such a great relaxing mental sanctuary..(recharging the goofball batteries) We usually get a chance to go out to Montana once a year. Day 1 we went out and did some snow shoeing. That was my first time and a lot of fun plus a bonus workout its hard not to enjoy it with the views of landscapes. Day 2 we went out to Yellowstone, it was a wildlife extravaganza. Between mountain sheep, wolves, elk, coyote and of course deer. It was one of the best spotting trips yet. Day 3 was spent doing some fly fishing and playing games with some hot cocoa.


Taking trips like that is a great reminder how life should and can be lived daily. Just pursue your passions to break the financial chains of your daily schedule. take the biggest leap of faith it will take is the first step. Then its just one foot in front of the other until you've reached your quality of life. Then you can really pursue your passions without the worry of financial burden.

If you have any opportunity to write Monkey Pickles in the sand, snow or mud.. Feel free to email the pics to HuntzMKP@gmail.com include the location and time. Hope you've enjoyed my first travels of being a goofball.

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Happy Birthday Bubble Wrap !

Hey Monkey Pickles.... Celebrating 50 years of this wonderful stuff. Goofballs united around the world have been using this stuff for entertaining themselves or playing practical jokes for 50 years. Thank You for the wonderful years of enjoyment Marc Chavannes and Al Fielding. What are some of your favorite things to do with Bubble Wrap?

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Go Pop Some: Virtual Bubble Wrap Popping

Adventures of Jaley Evans #3

Ohhh here goes Jaley again....

I have been working at this correspondent’s Mecca for a few months now. My credibility is growing as my expose counts rise. Journalistically I am in rapture. I am operating with a fabulous team that keep my leads juicy.

I have dug up an indication of my own and am scrambling to keep this undisclosed to the others. I lament over being deceptive but recognize that a breach in this trust would be detrimental to this flaming issue. “This is real Jaley” I prod myself in recognition. This is relevant. This is a dodgy situation and needs to be exposed. This is your big break!

I have been informed that a local Yule Log manufacturer has been fortifying its logs with Cannabis. These sweet holiday concoctions were being sold worldwide. To clarify for the layperson, Cannabis is an illegal drug known as “hemp” or “Mary-Jane”. I must jump into the call of duty and rectify this situation.

My “in” at the plant had prepared me proper work attire so that I will go undetected in my journey for evidence of this act. He laughed when he saw me in the paper jump suit and showed me how to write my name with Cheetos dust from his fingers on the front placket of my disguise.

“You will blend in well Jaley,” he said with another rumbled chuckle and a well-choreographed fall sequence.

This was a happy plant. Pink Floyd played in the background to motivate productivity and stamina.

The manager called together a group of employees. I was in deep. No turning back now. I quaked like a farmer in the Yucatan with a successful harvest. We all were served Yule Log cuttings. I ate 3 ravenously. Each tasted better than the last and made me feel more festive. There were many miss-steps, harmonious laughter fits and catchy songs about memory foam. This was an unusual way to handle a business meeting.

Chips were spread out like peanut butter on celery. There were lookouts at the door and some paper wearing figures were pacing as if nervously anticipating interruption. I went in for the kill.

“Excuse me sir” I said stammering uncharacteristically. “My name is Jaley Evans and I hear that Cannabis is being placed in these Yule Logs. What do you have to say about this?”

I awaited his refusal. I braced anxiously for his shock and denial of my absurd statement.

“Well how in the hell else would we sell this crap?” He stated strongly, eyes glazing over with humor.

He broke out in the familiar laughter of this plant assuring me that this was all an insidious inflammation of information. I had been led astray. My lead was now maliciously aimed and assumed false. This was a dead end to my break out story.

I stayed to eat more Yule Log chunks and sing about the hippopotamus of Africa that day. But I swear there were people watching us somewhere. As a seasoned reporter, I could not shake that feeling. I forced myself to laugh it off to enjoy more Yule Log, sour cream and onion chips and Pink Floyd.

I will possibly return to investigate when production of the Happy Easter Log begins in early spring.

Monkey Pickles would like to take the time to thank the writer @ The Invisible Seductress

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Monkey Pickles Shoppers

I often think of things to do when out and about that would be fun to do this just adds to the list. We might even com out with soemthing like Monkey Pickles Missions that would be similiar to these to lighten the world up. Everything that is purpose driven, being prodcutive, managing time, failing forward, and succeeeding whatever happen to a firm handshake and just being a goofball enjoying some good simple humor with someone. GOOFBALLS United against daily purpose


Dear Mrs. Samuel,
Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behaviour and have been forced to ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Samuel, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras.

1. June 15: Took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking.
2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in House wares to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom.
4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice, 'Code 3 in House wares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time and costing the company money.
5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway.
6. August 14: Moved a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.
8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' EMTs were called.
9. September 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose.
10. September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were.
11. October 3: Darted around the store suspiciously while loudly humming the 'Mission Impossible' theme.
12. October 6: In the auto department, he practiced his 'Madonna look' by using different sizes of funnels.
13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!'
14. October 21: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed a fetal position and screamed 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!'

And last, but certainly not least:
15. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile, then yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.' One of the clerks passed out.

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Big Wheels

These wonderful childhood toys got most kids moving along faster than walking for the first time. Very colorful and first time most of us tried to customize or trick out tool of mobility. Placing little streamers all over the place finding something to splash some color on etc. I remember how fun it was to get a bunch of fellow buddies together for a parking lot ride, or playing big wheel smash up slamming into each other. now they have slightly larger ones that adults use to have fun with. If you lose your inner kid then life becomes slower and boring. I give my hats off to Big Kid Big Wheel riders. You weren't a serious big wheel rider until your front tire was all split up. Here is some fun history on these mobile fascinations.

History of...

A Big Wheel is a type of tricycle, usually made of plastic, with an over sized front wheel, that rides very low to the ground. Introduced by Louis Marx and Company in 1969, the Big Wheel was a very popular toy in the 1970s in the United States, partly because of its low cost and partly because consumer groups said it was a safer alternative to the traditional tricycle or bicycle.

The design was quickly imitated, under a variety of brand names. Although Big Wheel was a registered trademark, it was frequently used as a generic name for any toy whose design resembled that of Marx. Marx sold the Big Wheel brand name and molds in the early 1970s to Empire Plastics, makers of the Power Cycle brand, which was Marx's biggest competitor.

By the late 1990s, few manufacturers were making these toys, and Empire filed for bankruptcy in 2001. The Big Wheel brand was reintroduced under new ownership in 2003.

Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Big_Wheel

So I must say let your fascination with these things a start all over again.
Here is a lovely video original 1970's commercial. My only funny little notice is what is up with the cat ? how does that relate to having fun with Big Wheels?



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Monkey Facts...

 There are 264 known extant species of monkey.

 Due to its size (up to 1 m/3 ft) the Mandrill is often thought to be an ape, but it is actually an Old World monkey.

 Monkeys range in size from the Pygmy Marmoset, at 140 to 160 millimetres (5-6 in) long (plus tail) and 120 to 140 grams (4-5 oz) in weight, to the male Mandrill, almost 1 metre (3.3 ft) long and weighing 35 kilograms (77 lb).

 According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the word "monkey" may originate in a German version of the Reynard the Fox fable, published circa 1580. In this version of the fable, a character named Moneke is the son of Martin the Ape. The word Moneke may have been derived from the Italian monna, which means "a female ape". The name Moneke likely persisted over time due to the popularity of Reynard the Fox.

 A group of monkeys may be referred to as a mission or a tribe.




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What is Monkey Pickles?

Monkey Pickles: funny random thoughts or actions to share. or some people would call them bananas.

If you enjoy being a goofball like we do and not take things to serious than you've come to right place. We share random funny thoughts, jokes, and moments. Nothing is better in life than a good laugh with good people. How many times have you been just doing something through the day and something funny just pops in your head? exactly that Monkey Pickles... Enjoy each others humor and wit.... spread smiles, and laughter through a common bond of being goofballs !!!

We don't get caught up in all the hype of controversial topics like politics, religion, or race. If you would like to discuss those bad enough about who, what, when, and where then there are several other places to go..

Monkey Pickles started from constanlty saying it the end of 08'. In Jan 09' started thinking about a fun hobby to start learning would be web design stuff so at that moment the light bulb went off and they were combined, and the rest has been a blast. Monkey Pickles has brought people together, turned several frowns upside down and generally been a positve fun community. So there you have it !!!




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