Ok, so my friend from college was talking to me the other day and I spurred a conversation by stating that I was working like a crack monkey.
That got us into discussing how when friends become ruled by recreational drugs how they spiral into depression and become animals living off of instinct looking for thier next fix.
Well, that got me on a tangent. So here is my arsenal:
I am tired of working like a crack monkey!
but they do have better work ethics than a Ganja Gator.
And they do not panhandle like heroin hippos.
But those damn Ketamine Kangaroos are always stumbling around in the dark.
Do not trust a cocaine cheetah, they will never change thier spots.
And nothing is funnier than a Ecstasy Elephant running around the delta hollering, "DUDE! RUB MY TRUNK!"
The shrooming sheep never bother no one, they wander around fields poking cow pies.
but I must admit it is hard to talk to an Opium Ocelot with them constantly nodding off.
Those Acid Anacondas are paranoid and always talking about things melting.
Mescaline Meerkats are much like the Shrooming Sheep; only they walk around deserts talking to invisible indians.
If I have missed one of those animals of the drug kingdom then by all means, let me know so we can update our list!
