What happens when a G.I. Joe guy loses a leg or your kid gets tired of the Happy Meal toy he just had to have? Most of these castaways end up in the junk drawer or the landfill, but a lucky few make their way to Toy Lab where they're given new life by "kids" of all ages.

A recent rainy Sunday found my husband and I picking out parts for our own Franken-toys.

I named mine the Interstellar Puppigator.

Ben called his Carl G. Benson (don't ask me why).

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In this photo provided by the Wildlife Conservation Society, a pair of squirrel monkeys cuddle in the Bronx Zoo's newly renovated monkey house, Thursday, Jan. 25, 2007, in New York. After being closed several months for renovation, the building reopened with newly painted murals as well as new rock formations and waterfalls. (AP Photo/Wildlife Conservation Society, Julie Larsen Maher) Credit: Julie Larsen Maher WCS

In a mysterious bit of monkey business, a female at a chimpanzee sanctuary has given birth, despite the fact that the facility's entire male chimp population has had vasectomies.

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Here at Tiny Monkey Industries, we are known to indulge in several guilty pleasures, which we usually keep to ourselves. But, sometimes, they're just too funny not to share. Case in point: The eating of raw cookie dough. Many people (and monkeys) enjoy the simple pleasures of cookie dough, but are ashamed to admit it.

That shame has now been captured in song by TMI faves Paul & Storm. The song, entitled "Pillsbury Cookie Dough," can be purchased for $1 from iTunes or from the Paul & Storm store.

If you are unwilling to part with $1, we've captured the uncommonly witty lyrics below. Imagine an earnest commercial theme song as you read (maybe that coffee commercial—was it Folgers or Maxwell House?—where the son comes home from the military and surprises his family at Christmas).

It's 4 in the morning, you sneak out of bed, and tiptoe down the stairs. You go to the kitchen and leave off the light, the Pillsbury cookie dough is waiting there. Yeah you open the door, take the tube in your hand, get the scissors down from the shelf. Peel back the label, give it a squeeze, you're gonna eat the whole thing all by yourself. There's nothing better than a whole damn tube of raw cookie dough. Go on and eat it all. Don't slice it, don't cook it, don't serve it, don't share it. Go on and eat it all. Hide the wrapper in the bottom of the trash and go back up to bed . . . filled with shame and cookie dough . . . from Pillsbury.

A rare black howler monkey dangles from a branch in the Community Baboon Sanctuary at Bermudian Landing in Belize, Central America, on Dec. 24, 2005. Some 200 private land owners voluntarily protect 20 square miles of habitat for the monkeys, whose population now exceeds 2,000. (AP Photo/Vicki Smith)

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She is the ultimate predator - a sleek and stealthy killer. Pouncing on her prey, she silences the baboon with one swipe of a vicious paw. Then, suddenly, something stirs in the dead animal's fur, and the law of the jungle is rewritten.

From the bedraggled pelt of her kill crawls a tiny infant - a one-day-old baboon. In that moment, this young leopard forgets she is a hunter, and nurtures the baby baboon as if it were her own cub.

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These life-like sculptures by artist Tony Matelli both attract and repel me at the same time. I'd love to check these out in person.

Cute monkey products from Yoyamart.