Brass monkey junkie
That funky monkey…
With Winter coming soon, I thought we should share our brass monkeys.
Brass monkey junkie
That funky monkey…
With Winter coming soon, I thought we should share our brass monkeys.
Okay, so it’s not brass. But it’s the only monkey I’ve got.
I don’t have a brass monkey.
But now I have that song in my head.
My Brass Monkey was a bar in Livingston, Alabama.
Good song, though.
I had a brass monkey but last winter, whist on the back porch making out with a witch in a brass bra, he froze his balls off. I haven’t seen him since.