In this story, it’s the chimpanzee who has dignity.

You may not like the name “Jonquil,” but I do, that’s just a personal choice.

The waiter should sound just a shade British.

Moses and God are very matter-of-fact in their dialogue, a wee bit Bronxy.

The bird, a tough guy, has learned his English watching TV serials.

There is nothing to be done about joyboy.

If you’re telling this story out of the United States better use Eisenhower.

To my knowledge, this story presents the only fallible ghost I’ve ever heard of.

Try to imagine the late Charles Laughton telling that one.

The policeman, of course, pantomimes his golf instructions at the end.

When the brother teaches the man to say “chicken sandwich” he should articulate it very slowly.

The zebra wouldn’t be in pajamas, nor would the stallion think she was in them, it being broad daylight.

As in any story dealing with a mental aberration, the patient is very serious and you, the story-teller do not make fun of them.

Also, it should be quite clear in your opening description that the Rabbi knows he’s doing wrong but can’t resist the urge.

The man in the gallery should cup his hands to his mouth and bellow the punch line.

The horse is just astonished as he blurts out his final line.