Overheard while the Campers were watching Ellen last night:
A man walks into a bar and orders a beer. Piano music hangs in the background.
The bartend serves him the beer, ice cold in a frosted glass.
As the man is about to reach for the beer, a monkey comes out of nowhere and grabs the glass, takes a swig, and swings away on the ceiling beams, beer in hand.
The man is furious. He yells at the bartend, “WHO OWNS THAT MONKEY?!”
The bartend replies, “The pianist.”
The man angrily approaches the pianist and explodes, “DO YOU KNOW YOUR MONKEY STOLE MY BEER?!”
The pianist replies, “No, but if you hum it I’ll play it.”
Pa dump pump.
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