The unknown monkey
A man who owned a hand-operated rotisserie was barbecuing a chicken in his back yard when a hippie strolled by. The hippie stood and watched for a couple of minutes and then said slowly, "Uh... I don't want to bug you man, but your music's stopped, and your monkey's on fire."
Q: Why don't the monkeys in the jungle play poker any more?
A: There are just too many Cheetahs.
Why did the monkey fall out of the tree? Because he was dead!
Why did the second monkey fall out of the tree? She was stapled to the first one!
Why did the third monkey fall out of the tree? Peer Pressure!
Flung by Anonymous at 7:11 AM
2 Comments flung:
I don't know what you are talking about. Perhaps it is the goat with a bag on his head.
Hmmm...perhaps then it is Leather Squirrel.
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