Snow Monkey Attack

One night while staking out a very well known x-baseball player, my partner and I were awakened by a scratching sound on the car door. We were in the middle of a field out on a ranch several hundred yards from a barn and another several hundred yards from the actual house. My partner opened up the door to have a look when all of a sudden....Bam! Cream pie right in the face. He fell to the ground yelling, Snow Monkey Attack!! There are 3 things secret agents hate in this world.
1. Having your picture on the net with the caption secret outed agent
2. Being assigned the Mohave desert watch and
3. Snow Monkey Attack.
How the Snow Monkeys found us I'll never know but when I jumped from the car to come to my partners aid there were 3 more waiting for me. I never knew what hit me. One threw a net over my head, one got behind my legs and the other one pushed me over the top of him. Down I went. They disarmed us and jumped into the car, one punched in the Alice cooper Welcome to my nightmare CD while the others turned on the lights and siren. They drove off into the night shooting pistols into the air and blasting Devils Food, laughing maniacly. We found the car the next day covered in lone star beer cans and banana peels. They left a trail a mile long littered with chimps gone wild magazines and empty cat nip boxes. The car had 4 flat tires, no gas, and a dead battery...........I hate Snow Monkeys!