My friend, I do not know this "Skinny the Link" of whom you speak...
My apey friends, today I shall tell you the story of...well, let's see...the story of my first meeting with the other band members.
It was a cold and wet December day, when we touched the ground at JFK. Snow was melting on the ground, and from the sky the airplane sound was deafening. I was seated next to Bono, and as we landed he turned to me and smiled.
"Well, gramps, you'll finally get to meet the guys!"
My fellow primates, I must tell you I was nervous. For I am but a lowly helper ape, and well...what if they all needed my help? What if they treated me like some kind of indentured servant? The thoughts that raced through my apey mind sound silly now, but at the time they were a real source of horror for me.
Bono and I stepped off the plane, down the stairs thing, and, after a lot of customs stuff, etc, we approached the band, who were seated nonchalantly in some chairs...
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"You might say I'm the 'top banana'!" ~ myself