“The sign did warn you not to stand so close to the cage,” I pointed out.
“How was I supposed to know what the sign said, it was in German!” Frank complained.
“Well, the picture of the lion with stuff shooting out of its butt might have been a clue,” I said.
“I thought it just meant that lions were flatulent,” Frank said as he stood there dripping. “Ugh! How am I ever gonna get the smell out?”
“On the bright side, at least this means no other lions will come near you,” I said. “You’re pretty clearly that one’s territory now.”
“Oh, very funny. Very, very funny.”
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