A man went to Africa to collect gorillas for a zoo. He had heard
of a native who was an expert gorilla hunter, but had been warned
that he should bargain carefully, because the natives had a tendency
to include something for most of their relatives in the price. So
he located the hunter and sure enough was told that he would have
to pay extra for the hunter's son to come along with a gun and also
for his dog. The man said that he could perhaps understand why the
son should come along, but did not see why he should also pay for the
dog. The hunter simply explained that they worked as a team, and that
was the only way he would work. So in view of the hunter's reputation,
the man agreed to the terms, and they set out into the brush.
Pretty soon, they came upon a likely looking specimen. The hunter
chased the gorilla up a tree and went right up after him. There was
a tremendous commotion in the branches, and then the gorilla fell out
of the tree. The dog immediately leaped on him and grabbed him
savagely by the testicles rendering him quite helpless. So they
put the gorilla in a cage and went on.
Somewhat later they came upon an even better specimen. The hunter
chased the gorilla up a tree and went right up after him. There was
a tremendous commotion in the branches, and then the gorilla fell out
of the tree. The dog immediately leaped on him and grabbed him
savagely by the testicles rendering him quite helpless. So they
put the gorilla in a cage and went on.
Later still they came upon a truly magnificent specimen. The hunter
chased him up a tree and went right up after him. There was a really
God-awful commotion in the branches, and finally the hunter fell out
of the tree. As he fell he shouted, "Shoot the dog! Shoot the dog!".
[Yeah, I know: "Old Blue was the best coon hound in all them
hills. ..."]
