In the heart of the sun-dappled jungle, the strong-fat and jolly goblin husband giggled uncontrollably as a tiny monkey perched on his shoulder, giving his big green cheek a playful kiss. The goblin's booming laughter echoed through the trees, scaring away a flock of birds but drawing even more monkeys to the scene.

Meanwhile, not far off, his goblin wife was locked in a chaotic battle with their five hyperactive goblin kids—two of whom were trying to ride a wild boar, another dangling from a vine, and the youngest somehow stuck head-first in a hollow log.

You could feel your blood pressure rising as your husband let you to fend off for yourself just to go play with a monkey.