We like the idea of The Monkey Chow Diaries: affable, deadpan Canadian eats nothing but monkey pellets, then releases entertaining video diaries every day, documenting his ordeal. He’s funny and we appreciate the experiment as an ironic commentary on the fast food monkey chow upon which we all largely subside.
But a week? Dude. Come on. This is the laziest, most half-assed execution of a good idea ever. I once refused to take a crap for a week, holding in the contents of my rumbling bowels with indomitable will alone. If I can do that and that idiot Morgan Spurlock can eat McDonald’s food three times a day for thirty days, a month on monkey chow is a cake walk.
The Monkey Chow Diaries (Thanks, Chuck!)