bellystrokes
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A man walked into his backyard one morning and found there was a
gorilla in
a tree. He called a gorilla-removal service, and soon a serviceman
arrived
with a stick, a Chihuahua, a pair of handcuffs and a shotgun.
"Now listen carefully," he told the homeowner, "I'm going to climb the
tree
and poke the gorilla with this stick until he falls to the ground. The
trained Chihuahua will then go right for his, uh, sensitive area, and
when
the gorilla instinctively crosses his hands in front to protect
himself, you
slap the handcuffs on"
"Ok, got it." the homeowner replied. "But what’s that shotgun for?"
"If I fall out of the tree before the gorilla," the man said, "shoot
the
Chihuahua."
gorilla in
a tree. He called a gorilla-removal service, and soon a serviceman
arrived
with a stick, a Chihuahua, a pair of handcuffs and a shotgun.
"Now listen carefully," he told the homeowner, "I'm going to climb the
tree
and poke the gorilla with this stick until he falls to the ground. The
trained Chihuahua will then go right for his, uh, sensitive area, and
when
the gorilla instinctively crosses his hands in front to protect
himself, you
slap the handcuffs on"
"Ok, got it." the homeowner replied. "But what’s that shotgun for?"
"If I fall out of the tree before the gorilla," the man said, "shoot
the
Chihuahua."
