Jerro of the Jungle

So last week I tried going native and dumping the old fart. It did not work and he forced me back into involuntary servitude. Carrying his books, getting him food and teaching his classes. Still he refuses to get me a simple cheeseburger or bar of Cadbury's Fruit and Nut. Little known to him I have been perfecting my camouflage and I think I do a pretty good job of blending in. Escaping from bondage I headed out for China, but soon I found myself deep in the jungle where the fart in a bottle came to find me. I think I did a pretty good job of hiding. I want you to notice how I blend in with a wide variety of shades, colors and textures. I have become a regular chameleon. I especially like the way that I disappear among the orchids, which makes me a pretty rare and exotic little guy. If I had not perfected this technique, who knows what he would make me do, most likely carry his books, read the newspaper and watch the news for him.