I have one very strange childhood memory. It deals with three apes at the National Zoo in Washington DC. When my parents planned the zoo as a fun activity on our family vacation, I'm quite sure they didn't realize what an inappropriate spectacle those gorillas would be. One ape was drinking his own urine, the second ape was throwing his poop at innocent spectators, and the third ape was taking drags from a discarded cigarette.
It was really messed up. Does anyone else have creepy kid memories like that?
I seriously kind of hate zoos, but my friend Beth really wants to go--and I don't want to deny James any trippy childhood flashbacks. I'll be sure to post some pictures when I get back this afternoon.
Have a fantastic morning, troops!