Saw a baguette at the zoo.

setup: Saw a baguette at the zoo.

[Shakes] qua Wellington, wrapped in pastry, filled with meat and chanterelles, guiding a tour As you can see, English cuisine is naturally superior to foreign deviltry as we can see in these exhibits.

[Manyfeek] qua Cornish pasty I understand, sir. Who is this?

[Shakes] pointing at [BILL] This is Napoleon. He’ll be sent off to Elba soon.

[BILL] qua Napoleon, stacked high with buttercream and crispy wafers, despondent in cage Zut alors.

[Manyfeek] Oh. Are these his friends over there?

[Shakes] looking at where [Manyfeek] points Oh, that’s the Imperial French Patisserie. They’ll just be thrown out. Nobody likes soggy pastry.

(([St. Honore], [Croquembouche], [Baba au rhum], [Kouign-amann] all in a soggy heap in a cell))

[Shakes] concerned That’s a relief. Are you sure they can’t get out?!

[Haggis] rolls over They’ll have to get through me first.

punchline: It was bread in captivity.