A friend of mine toured around South Africa with his ex-wife (another story--I'll call her his wife). They visited tourist sights and kept seeing the warning signs: DON'T FEED THE BABOONS.
One of their stops was the Cape of Good Hope. They parked the car and saw the token baboon sign. As they began walking down to the rocky cape, someone started motioning back toward their car yelling, "Baboon!"
Looking back, they saw a baboon opening their car door. He got in and closed the door. He took the cap off a bottle of water and drank from it. My friend and wife ran back to the car, opened the doors, and with time and help, shoo'ed the baboon away. Unfortunately, the baboon left carrying his wife's purse, which held her ID and passport.
The baboon ran up the high rocky cliffs that overlook the Cape. He stopped on a wet outcroping, many feet up, still holding the purse. They and others threw rocks at the baboon. After a while, the baboon left--leaving the purse up on the ledge.
A young European precariously climbed out on the wet rocky ledge and retrieved the purse.
My friend offered him a reward. The man asked who he voted for in the last election. My friend said Kerry. The European would not take the reward.
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