So I picked up the phone. It was my friend Bruce Innes, calling from the Circus-Circus. He had located the man who wanted to sell the ape I’d been inquiring about. The price was $750. “What kind of a greedhead are we dealing with?” I said. “Last night it was four hundred.” “He claims he just found out it was housebroken,” said Bruce. “He let it sleep in the trailer last night, and the thing actually shit in the shower stall.” “That doesn’t mean anything,” I said. “Apes are attracted to water. Next time it’ll shit in the sink.”
