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The Parrot
« on: August 11, 2011, 12:35:55 PM »



A guy is browsing in a pet shop and sees a parrot sitting on a
little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says aloud,
"Jeesh, I wonder what happened to this parrot?"


The parrot says, "I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot."


"Holy crap," the guy replies. "You actually understood and
answered me!"

"I got every word," says the parrot. "I happento be a highly
intelligent thoroughly educated bird."

"Oh yeah?" the guy asks, "Then answer this --how do you hang onto
your perch without any feet?"

 "Well," the parrot says, "this is very embarrassing but since you
asked, I wrap my weenie around this wooden bar like a little hook. You
can't see it because of my feathers."

 "Wow," says the guy. "You really can understand and speak English
can't you?"


 "Actually, I speak both Spanish and English, and I canconverse
with reasonable competence on almost any topic: politics,religion,
sports, physics, philosophy. I'm especially good atornithology. You
really ought to buy me I'd be a great companion."



 The guy looks at the $200.00 price tag. "Sorry, but Ijust can't
afford that."

 "Pssssssst," says the parrot, "I'm defective,so the truth is,
nobody wants me cause I don't have any feet. You can probably get me for
$20; just make the guy an offer!"

 The guy offers $20 and walks out with the parrot.

 Weeks go by. The parrot is sensational. He has a great senseof
humor, he's interesting, he's a great pal, he understands  everything, he
sympathizes, and he's insightful. The guy is delighted.


 One day the guy comes home from work and the parrot goes,
"Psssssssssssst," and motions him over with onewing. "I don't know if I
should tell you this or not, but it's about your wife and the postman."

 "What are you talking about?" asks the guy.


 "When the postman delivered the mail today, your wife greeted him
at the door in a sheer black nightie."


"WHAT???" the guy asks incredulously. "THEN what happened?"

 "Well, then the postman came into the house and lifted up her
nightie and began petting her all over," reported the parrot.

"NO!" he exclaims. "And she let him?"

"Yes. Then he continued taking off the nightie, got down on his
knees and began to kiss her all over...."

 Then the frantic guy demands, "THEN WHAT HAPPENED?"




~



 "Damned if I know. I got a hard-on and fell off my perch!"




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