A man walks into the bar with a monkey and asks for 2 pints
“We don’t serve monkeys in here,” replies the barman.
“You’ll have to go elsewhere.”
“Oh come on, you can see how quiet he is, there’ll be no
trouble,” urges the man.
Eventually the barman gives in and 2 pints are placed on the
bar. However, it’s not long before the monkey starts to feel
the effects of the beer and he begins to get quite boisterous.
All of a sudden he swings over to the snooker table, picks up
the black ball and swallows it. The barman is outraged and
orders them both out immediately.
“Heh, I’m really sorry, mate. That ball will have to come out
at some point and then I’ll bring it straight back.” True to his
word, a couple of days later the man returns, accompanied
by the monkey on a lead and of course the black snooker
ball. He hands back the ball and orders a couple of pints.
“No way,” says the barman. “Who knows what trouble that
monkey of yours will cause this time.”
“No, no, I’ve got him on a lead now, nothing will happen,”
replies the man, so the barman serves them. The monkey sits
quietly on the stool, supping his beer and occasionally taking
a peanut from the dish on the bar. Each time he picks one
up, he first sticks it up his backside before putting it in his
mouth. The barman looks on astonished and turning to the
man he asks, “What’s with your monkey, why does he keep
doing that with the peanuts?”
“Oh it’s simple really, after the trouble with the black
snooker ball he likes to test the size of the food before he