Cut to the monkey swinging through the car wash. The wash is frigging HUGE, like a maze, with 90 degree bends, dead ends, and dozens of rotating brushes that spring out of the walls and pound the monkey with spinning bristles and detergent foam and floods of water. And he's enjoying every single second of it.
And then I woke up thinking What the HELL was that?
Time to get off the pain killers, I think.