Mojo the Monkey is chaos in a corduroy vest. Born under a disco ball and raised on banana peels and late-night cartoons, Mojo doesn’t swing from trees—he swings from existential dread to euphoric giggles in under five seconds. A creature of instinct and irony, Mojo carries a boombox blasting weird jungle jazz and keeps a notebook full of nonsense wisdom like “Time is just a banana you haven’t peeled yet.” In Matt Furie’s world, Mojo isn’t just a monkey—he’s the vibe that happens when you mix pure innocence with unfiltered mayhem.