The macaques (/məˈkɑːk/ or /məˈkæk/) constitute a genus (Macaca) of Old World monkeys of the subfamily Cercopithecinae. The 23 species of macaques are widespread over Earth.
Aside from humans (genus Homo), the macaques are the most widespread primate genus, ranging from Japan to Indian subcontinent and, in the case of the barbary macaque (Macaca sylvanus), to North Africa and Southern Europe. Twenty-three macaque species are currently recognized, including some of the monkeys best known to non-zoologists, such as the rhesus macaque (Macaca mulatta), and the barbary macaque, a colony of which lives on the Rock of Gibraltar. Although several species lack tails and their common names therefore refer to them as apes, these are true monkeys, with no greater relationship to the true apes than any other Old World monkeys.
In some species, skin folds join the second through fifth toes, almost reaching the first metatarsal joint.
Macaques have a very intricate social structure and hierarchy. If a macaque of a lower level in the social chain has eaten berries and none are left for a higher-level macaque, then the one higher in status can, within this social organization, remove the berries from the other monkey's mouth.
Oh I need you here to start off another year
I gotta say it's felt so cold with you far away
And the tree wont look right without you hear tonight
So pretty baby catch the midnight flight
Cause bright lights and silver stars
Shine over my head
And people go passing by
I see them holding hands oh
The streets are all covered with snow
There's no way to drive yourself home
But there's not a cloud up in the sky
So pretty baby catch the midnight flight
I sit and wait with your gift so patiently
The hour is late
So before they close the gate
Park in a red light and catch the midnight flight
Cause bright lights and silver stars
Shine over my head
And people go passing by
I see them holding hands oh
The streets are all covered with snow
The buses have no where to go
But the pilot is taking off tonight
Oh pretty baby catch the midnight flight
Cause bright lights and silver stars
Shine over my head
And people go passing by
I see them smiling with friends
So baby come back to me
I'm hanging out under the tree
Watching some lovers skate on ice