A guy gets home from work, and notices a gorilla in a tree in his front yard

He rushes into his house and frantically searches Google. Sure enough, he finds a web page for a local gorilla exterminator. So he calls the number, and waits.

A few minutes later, a van pulls up. A man jumps out, and he pulls out a ladder, a net, some rope, a baseball bat and a shotgun. Then he opens the passenger door and a pit bull jumps out. He says "Hi. I'm the gorilla exterminator. I usually have an assistant but he is sick today. So if you want me to get the gorilla out of the tree, I am going to need your help."

The homeowners says: "what do I need to do?"

The gorilla exterminator says: "I am going to put this ladder up against the tree. And then I am going to go up the ladder with this baseball bat. I'm going to hit gorilla with the baseball bat and knock him out of the tree. This pit bull is specially trained. As soon as the gorilla hits the ground, the pit bull is going to rush towards him and grab him by the groin area. The gorilla will be so stunned that he won't be able to move for a few moments. When that happens, I need you to throw this net over the gorilla. Then I will come down out of the tree, tie the gorilla up with this rope, put him in the back of the van, and be on my way. Do you think you can do that?"

The homeowner says: "All I need to do is throw the net over the gorilla? Yes, I can do that."

The gorilla exterminator starts climbing up the ladder when the homeowner suddenly says: "Wait! What is the shotgun for?"

The gorilla exterminator comes back down the ladder and says: "Oh my God. I forgot the most important part. There is a small chance that instead of me knocking the gorilla out of the tree, the gorilla will knock me out of the tree. If that happens, shoot the pit bull!"

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