Jabba lets Salacious Crumb off work for a few days to attend the annual Jesters Convention on his home planet of Kowak. It’s Crumb’s first time going to the famous gathering, and he’s extremely excited.
But when he finally arrives at the convention hall, Crumb doesn’t know what to make of it. Hundreds of monkey-lizards are standing around silently, until one raises his hand and yells out: “forty-six!”
The crowd explodes in laughter.
“Mwah-hahahahaha!” seems to echo on and on… until another monkey-lizard raises his hand and shouts “seventy-nine!”
Again, the room erupts with cackles — from everyone except Salacious, who stands there dumbfounded. “Excuse me,” he asks the monkey-lizard to his right, “what’s with all the numbers?”
“Oh,” explains the monkey-lizard, “that’s just our system. Y’see, we’ve been coming to this convention for so long, and been telling these jokes for so long, that we finally just assigned each joke a number. It saves a lot of time.”
“I get it now,” says Crumb happily, “thanks so much!” And without missing a beat, he raises his hand and screams “fifty-one!”
Silence. Not one chuckle from an entire room of monkey-lizards.
Salacious is panicked, and turns back to the jester on his right. “What happened,” Crumb asks, “was the joke that bad?”
“No, the joke was fine,” comes the reply, “but you told it all wrong.”
