This short story is inspired by the Infinite Monkey theorem, which states that a monkey hitting keys at random on a typewriterfor an infinite amount of time will almost surely type a given text, such as the complete works of Shakespeare.
Some time ago i started drawing a longer story called “Shakespeare and the Monkey fighting crime” in which Monkey was immortal, because it had an immortality potion tested on it. Monkey was a bit depressed and a graphomaniac, because it got sick of things fading away from it. Shakespeare was a self-centered action figure, but Monkey hung out with him anyways. Shakespare knew monky language, because he had been raised by ninja monkeys. I stopped drawing this story when i realised it was really stupid (somehow i didn’t realise it at the beginning).