Is today the day?

Please, anyone, can you hear me? LET ME OUT!

Today is Saturday. Why didn't the post office deliver us from evil today?

I'm suffocating from ignorance. The giant monkey on my back keeps singing Kum-by-ya and pretending he is sitting next to a campfire roasting marshmallows for s'mores. The monkey is going insane and he is driving me insane.

Even if you can't get me out of the box, can you somehow convince Monkey Boy to stop singing? He has a voice that would kill an angel at a hundred paces. For the love of everything good in the world, make it stop!