So there's
this fella with a parrot. And this parrot swears like a sailor. I mean he's a
pistol. He can swear for five minutes straight without repeating himself.
Trouble is,
the guy who owns him is a quiet, conservative type, and this bird's foul mouth
is driving him crazy.
One day, it
gets to be too much, so the guy grabs the bird by the throat, shakes him really
hard, and yells, "QUIT IT !".
But this
just makes the bird mad and he swears more than ever.
Then the guy
gets mad and says, "OK for you", and locks the bird in a kitchen
cabinet. This really aggravates the bird, and he claws and scratches, and when
the guy finally lets him out, the bird cuts loose with a stream of vulgarities
that would make a veteran sailor blush.
At that
point, the guy is so mad that he throws the bird into the freezer. For the
first few seconds, there is a terrible din. The bird kicks and claws and
thrashes. Then it suddenly gets very very quiet.
At first the
guy just waits, but then he starts to think that the bird may be hurt. After a
couple of minutes of silence, he's so worried that he opens up the freezer
door.
The bird
calmly climbs onto the man's outstretched arm and says: "Awfully sorry
about the trouble I gave you. I'll do my best to improve my vocabulary from now
on."
The man is
astounded. He can't understand the transformation that has come over the
parrot. Then the parrot says, "By the way, what did the chicken do?"
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