The Annoying Monkey

    A monkey walks into a baker's one afternoon. "How can I help you?" the baker asks, trying not to show his surprise at a monkey having just walked in. "Got any bananas?" the monkey asks. "No," says the baker, and the monkey leaves.


    Same time the next day, the monkey walks in again. "How can I help you?" asks the baker. "Got any bananas?" asks the monkey. "No," says the baker. "We don't. We're a baker's. We sell bread, not bananas." "Oh," says the monkey, and he leaves.

    Same time the next day, the monkey walks into the baker's. "How can I help you?" asks the baker. "Got any bananas?" asks the monkey. "Now, LOOK HERE!" says the baker, getting angry. "WE ARE A BAKER! WE DON'T SELL BANANAS! AND," the baker continues, "IF YOU COME IN HERE ASKING FOR BANANAS AGAIN, I SHALL NAIL YOUR TAIL TO THE FLOOR!" "Oh," says the monkey, and he leaves.

    The same time the next day, the monkey reenters the bakery. "HOW MAY I HELP YOU?" roars the baker. "Got any nails?" asks the monkey. "WHAT!? OF COURSE WE DON'T HAVE ANY NAILS!" replies the baker. "WE'RE A BAKERY! WE HAVE BREAD! WE DON'T HAVE NAILS!" "Ah," says the monkey. "Got any bananas?"