Goodbye Mr. Monkey President! You weren't the best president in the world (a dead dog with no legs could have done better) but hey, I'm willing to cut you some slack! After all, you're only a monk-

Wait, what?

You say he's not a monkey?

But what about the nose picking?

And the poo flinging?

And all those silly words he made used to make up?

Oh, I see. He's a person. Hmm. I better get out of here. I see the secret service coming...

(runs away with middle finger thrust proudly in the air)