“Beer Monkeys (c)”…Real or Myth?

Now I have had extensive conversations with a good friend of mine named only as Lord Haversham IV. He was visiting my humble abode (Large country manor) and was enjoying my ‘65 bottle of port with a platter of cheese and crackers.
After sampling the delights I had placed before him we retired to the gentlemans room to enjoy cigarillos and more port wine. Needless to say we had quaffed a great deal of port (3 bottles) and I was a little worse for wear upon rising in the morning. Lord haversham guffawed in my direction and I clutched my aching skull, he then suggested that the beer monkeys had had their way with me as I had slept. His theory was that nothing that tastes so good could possibly make you feel so bad and then mused that beer monkeys under the floorboard had risen in the night and beat me with their broomsticks before descending to the depths of my basement and awaiting another session. Should I believe him?

Actually it is a Gorilla, It jumps up and down on your chest, thumps your head, has a pee in your mouth, then scatters all your clothes around the floor. That is why you wake up with a horrible taste in your mouth, a bad cough, headache, and your clothes everywhere. I thought everybody knew that.

Iso-surfaces of x-ray skull dataset (texture3D.cpp HPMC sample)