Chilled monkey brains for dessert make an ideal summer-break snack, but a chill monkey *bringing* dessert—well, the cups for parfaits at least—is a request that requires only dulciloquy in the absence of an a-peeling reward.

Monkey whiffs the banana purée?

Monkey festinates to the partay.

What is this mischief at the festive point? Primates on skates in a glaciarium and chimps with pimps in the pool?

No, there are not enough vessels for either juice pong or tower of Kong, but for one plastic glass of lemonade, CoCo courier will consider remuneration paid before sauntering over to the limpid lake for a less busy view of the bed-jumping parade. ; )