As he looked upon the wreckage a little monkey came out of the brush and hopped around the crashed car. The officer looked down at the monkey and said "I wish you could talk."
The monkey looked up at the officer and nodded his head up and down.
"You can understand what I'm saying?" asked the officer.
Again, the monkey nodded his head up and down.
"Well, did you see this?" "Yes," motioned the monkey. "What happened?"
The monkey pretended to have a can in his hand and turned it up by his mouth.
"They were drinking?" asked the officer.
"Yes."
"What else?"
The monkey pinched his fingers together and held them to his mouth. "They were smoking marijuana?"
"Yes."
"What else?"
The monkey motioned "making love."
"They were doing that too?" asked the astounded officer. "Yes."
"Now wait, you're saying your owners were drinking, smoking and making love before they wrecked."
"Yes."
"What were you doing during all this?"
"Driving" motioned the monkey.
** Edited to change "shook" to "nodded" **
Joke Poo: The Space Probe
A technician stumbled upon a bizarre scene: a crashed deep-space probe on the Martian surface. The probe was in pieces, and beside it hopped a small, unusually intelligent-looking Martian rockhopper.
As the technician examined the wreckage, the rockhopper chirped and clicked, seemingly trying to communicate. The technician sighed, “I wish you could talk.”
The rockhopper tapped a small antenna on its head.
“You can understand what I’m saying?” asked the technician, utterly bewildered.
The rockhopper emitted a series of complex clicks that sounded suspiciously like confirmation.
“Well, did you see what happened here?” The technician gestured at the destroyed probe.
The rockhopper clicked affirmatively.
“What happened?”
The rockhopper mimed pushing buttons furiously on a small control panel.
“They were reprogramming the navigation system?” asked the technician.
“Click-click!” The rockhopper confirmed.
“What else?”
The rockhopper wobbled back and forth, then did a little dance. “They were running diagnostics?”
“Click-click!”
“What else?”
The rockhopper carefully mimed holding a small bag and shaking it before pouring it into a hopper. “They were refueling?”
“Click-click!”
“Now wait,” said the technician, bewildered. “You’re telling me the probe’s operators were constantly reprogramming, running diagnostics, and refueling?”
“Click-click!”
“What were you doing during all this?”
The rockhopper spread its little legs and made a series of whistling noises. “Driving.”
Alright, let’s break down this joke:
Key Elements:
- Tragedy Juxtaposition: The setup involves a fatal car crash, creating a serious, somber tone.
- Unexpected Intelligence: The monkey’s ability to understand and communicate (seemingly) is the initial surprise.
- Mockery of Vice: The monkey reveals the victims were engaging in drinking, smoking, and sex, implying reckless behavior.
- Punchline Twist: The final revelation that the monkey was driving subverts expectations and highlights the absurdity of the situation. It’s a double-twist, revealing the true source of the reckless behaviour
Joke’s Core Mechanism: The humor derives from the incongruity of a monkey behaving rationally and then reveals the tragic outcome was due to it.
Comedic Enrichment & New Joke Generation:
Let’s focus on the “intelligent monkey” element. Monkeys, in reality, are pretty smart, but it is generally accepted that monkeys are not able to drive cars.
Here’s a joke playing off of that:
Joke:
Why are monkeys so bad at traffic court after getting caught driving?
Because they can never pass the banana lizer test!
Explanation:
- This leverages the stereotype of monkeys loving bananas.
- It uses a pun on “breathalyzer,” which is a common test for drunk drivers. The double meaning highlights the monkey’s likely intoxicated state.