So there's this man with a parrot. And his parrot swears
like a sailor, I mean he's a pistol. He can swear for five minutes straight
without repeating himself. The trouble is that the guy who owns the parrot is a
quiet, conservative type, and this bird's foul mouth was driving him crazy.
One day, it got to be too much, so the guy grabbed the bird
by the throat, shook him really hard, and yelled, "QUIT IT!" But this
just made the bird mad and he swore more than ever. Then the guy got mad and
said, "That's it. I'll get you." He locked the bird in a kitchen
cabinet. This really aggravated the bird and he clawed and scratched, and when
the guy finally let him out, the bird cut loose with a stream of invective that
would make a veteran sailor blush.
At that point, the guy was so mad that he threw the bird
into the freezer. For the first few seconds, there was a terrible din. The bird
kicked and clawed and thrashed. Then it suddenly went very quiet. At first the
guy just waited, but then he started to think that the bird may be hurt. After
a couple of minutes of silence, he was so worried that he opened up the freezer
door. The bird calmly climbed onto the man's outstretched arm and said,
"Awfully sorry about the trouble I gave you. I'll do my best to improve my
vocabulary from now on."
The man was astounded. He couldn't understand the
transformation that has come over the parrot. Then the parrot said, "By
the way, what did the chicken do?"
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