I tried abusing the translation service at world.altavista.com to take 
the "I Like Monkeys" piece from English to German and back...  It used to 
suffer from the "I Like Drophammers" problem, which they have apparently 
fixed... :)

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I like apes. The domestic animal memory sold it for five cents a piece. I
thought, which was odd, since they were normally pairs thousands. I
decided not to look a gift horse in the opening. I bought 200. I like
apes.

I took my 200 apes home. I have a large car. I left a drive. Its name was
Sigmund. It was retarded. None of them were really bright actually. They
held, to punch itself in their Genitals. I laughed. Then they punched my
Genitals. I stopped to laugh.

I lived it into my area in herds. They did not adapt very well to their
new climate. They became screech, the couch with high speeds and bang away
centrifuges into the wall. Although humorously at first, the play lost its
novelty in the center into its third hour.

Two hours later I found out, why all apes were so cheap: they died
completely. No obvious reason. It all straight sorta ' absolutely dropped.
A bischen ' as, if you buy goldfish and it dies five hours later.
Verfluchte one inexpensive apes.

I did not know which to do.  There were 200 dead apes, those over my area,
on the bed, in the editor lay completely and hung of my buecherregal. It
looked, how I had 200 Throwwolldecken.

I tried to rinse down the toilet. It did not function. It kept clung. Then
I had a dead, wet ape and 199 dead, dry apes. I tried the pretense of this
it was straight filled animals. That worked for one while, is to it began
to divide. It began to smell material bad.

I had pee, but there was a dead ape in the toilet and I wanted not the
plumber to call. I was brought in embarrassment.

I tried to slow down the fragmentation down by freezing it. Unfortunately
there was only sufficient area for two apes one behind the other,
therefore I had to change her every 30 seconds. I had to also eat the
whole food in the freezing machine, thus all went her not bad.

I tried to burn it. Few knew I my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish
the fire.

Then I had a dead, wet ape in my toilet, two dead, frozen apes in my
freezing machine, and dead, ape in a pile on my bed charred 197. The smell
did not improve.

I became at my inability to get rid of my apes and use the bathroom
excited. I struck strictly one of my apes. I felt better. I tried to throw
it away but the waste man said that the city was not allowed, charred
Primas to get rid of. I explained to him that I had a wet. It could not
not take this also.  I did not disturb to ask for frozen.

I came finally to a solution. I published it as weihnachtsgeschenke. My
friends knew not quite which to say. They pretended that they liked them,
but I could to them explain lay.  Ingrates. Thus I punched it in the
Genitals.

I like apes.