My little speech

The graduation dinner was held last night in UCC and let's just say I had a ball. This week is full of pompous events run by the college but don't you know, I brought the tone down very nicely during my big speech. The thing is, most people loved it and I got a good few laughs from my run of the mill jokes about the winners of the award. There were however plenty of old cronies sitting right up the front and I'm not so sure they appreciated one little anecdote.

I was going on about what a "diverse" class we were and I felt compelled to add in a very serious tone that "some of us even have monkey blood on our hands." So this is the cue for me to launch into my story (and go off on a slight tangent) about poor D's experience in Bali. Ya see, D was feeding a monkey some peanuts one day. The emaciated, famished monkey was gobbling up the food and accidentally bit D's hand. Instinctively D lashed out and hit the monkey.

Right over the cliff.

I added in that I'm sure many of the lecturers thought we would disappear as easily but despite the riotous laughter at the back, some people didn't quite understand my humour. I do feel terrible for the monkey but it's such a crazy story, I had to tell it! Good or bad, at least I made an impression!