Your brain on drugs

Sunday was a rough one. Halloween weekend at Louie's is always tough because there's a big block party right down the street on Fridays, a home LSU game on Saturdays, the time change Saturday night(an extra hour to drink or work!) & special for this year only, a home Saints game in Tiger Stadium on Sunday afternoon. And this year everything sorta worked out as the big exhale for all the hurricane bullshit everyone's been going through. Lots of people went out to party. Lots of people needed to be fed before, during and after their partying & we are running 24/7 so there is never any place to hide. I felt it all on Sunday afternoon and found comfort in the company of coworkers and large amounts of marijuana.

As things often go when one smokes large amounts of marijuana, we started talking about monkeys. I was (and am) convinced that I could take a baboon in a fight to the death. We google searched it and nothing conclusive was determined. Apparently baboons are dangerous. So am I. Marijuana (not me, I swear) moved the conversation onto sex & my brain figured it'd be funny to google "monkey sex". Here is what I found. Don't be scared & remember, I was very very very high.

 

So were they, apparently.

 

ah man im definitly gonna watch that again after coming from a psytrance party.