I was having coffee the other morning and saw a gorilla in my back yard. I called the zoo to see if it belonged to them and they said “yes” and would send a man over to get it.
A few minutes later a truck pulled up a guy got out with a pit bull, a pair of handcuffs and a shotgun. I asked him how he was going to capture the gorilla, which by now had climbed into the Live Oak tree. He said he would need my help and explained his plan.
“I’m going to climb the tree and shake the gorilla out. When he hits the ground, this pit bull is trained to bite his testicles which will immobilize him long enough for you to put the handcuffs on him.”
I said that sounded like a good plan, but what was the shotgun for. He said, “In case the gorilla shakes ME out of the tree, you shoot that damned dog.”