Mr. Beans had always wanted to travel to the African jungle to hunt, and, to his mind, the greatest prey was beyond doubt the mighty gorilla. Unfortunately, the gorilla is an endangered species, and may no longer be killed for sport, but Mr. Beans had heard of one professional hunter who had devised a way to capture the gorilla alive.
One fine day found Mr. Beans talking to the great white hunter, Mr. Bones, in his tent.
"Well, if you want to go on safari, my services will cost you $ 1,000 a.day, my man Mbulu $ 500 a day, $ 500 for the schnauzer and $ 500 for the pygmy with the gun," explained
Beans did not quite understand these charges, but nonetheless agreed.
On their very first day on the hunt, Bones spotted a gorilla, which scampered up a tree. Mbulu, a mighty Zulu, pursued the ape and shook the branch on which it clung till the beast fell off. Immediately the schnauzer leapt forward, biting the befuddled ape on the most tender part of its anatomy. The gorilla fainted with shock, and was easily captured.
Mr. Beans was quite delighted, and even more so the next day, when the performance was repeated. But he still couldn ’t figure out the purpose of the pygmy with the gun, for whom he was paying $ 500 a day, and who seemed only to smile and pick his teeth.
Finally, on the third day, Bones spotted the largest gorilla they'd ever encountered. As before, Mbulu pursued the primate into the tree. But this time, no amount of shaking would dislodge the beast. In fact, it turned on Mbulu,grappled with him, and sent him hurtling to the ground.
As the mighty Zulu fell, he shouted to the pygmy, "Shoo tthe dog! Shoot the dog!"