Need To Be Out Of Your Mind To Understand

(I’m at a friend’s house, and with her permission I’m doodling random things on her coffee table with a marker. My friend examines what I’ve been drawing off the top of my head.)

Friend: “Can I have your brain when you die?”

Me: “If I die before you, sure.”

Friend: “Cool. I’m going to have it dissected and studied so we can find out what the h*** is wrong with you!”