Somewhere at the beach...

The jumping spider turns to the frog.

"Did you hear about the bar that recently fell into the abyss?"

The frog stares at the jumping spider and nods.

"Yeah, something about some guy with no teeth and no claws who went completely insane."

The frog turns back to his cocktail, taking a sip. "Crazy, right?"

"Don't you find it kind of fascinating how the punchline of this joke went so hard?" says the spider.

The frog laughs to himself.

"Yeah, it's like, crazy, man! But hey, that's just how jokes work."

The frog takes a sip of his drink.

"They go hard. They always do." says the frog. "It really makes you think, doesn't it?"

There's a moment of silence as the two of them finish off their drinks.

"...What do you think the punchline was?" asks the jumping spider.

"Well, I think the punchline went hard because the joke-teller lost his mind. And that's the punchline of the joke: he lost his mind because the punchline went hard. Does that make any sense?"

The jumping spider nods at the frog.

"It sounds a little bit meta," says the frog, "but I think that's the punchline. I guess it's not funny anymore after being explained."

"Yeah, that's true." says the spider, "But you know what is funny? A frog drinking a cocktail at the beach."

The jumping spider and the frog both break out into laughter.