Happy ThanksGiving everyone.
Reminds me of a bird I once owned. It was a parrot. Squawked like the dickens. We inherited it from a sailor who obviously had language problems. Particularly, explicative's. Well, it was November and we were getting ready for the holiday. Our minister came by unexpectedly and as usual, that bird was cussing up a storm. My wife, so mortified, grabbed that parrot and shoved it into the freezer. What a commotion ensued. That bird could be heard hollering and hollering and hollering. Then, sudden silence. Even more mortified with what she had done, the wife ran to the freezer and opened the door. There stood the parrot with perfect English and absolute reverence for his situation. The parrot spoke: "Forgive me dear woman. I realize the ways of my language has caused you great shame. I shall forever never use such foul language again. However, I have just one question. 'What'd the turkey do?'."
Reminds me of a bird I once owned. It was a parrot. Squawked like the dickens. We inherited it from a sailor who obviously had language problems. Particularly, explicative's. Well, it was November and we were getting ready for the holiday. Our minister came by unexpectedly and as usual, that bird was cussing up a storm. My wife, so mortified, grabbed that parrot and shoved it into the freezer. What a commotion ensued. That bird could be heard hollering and hollering and hollering. Then, sudden silence. Even more mortified with what she had done, the wife ran to the freezer and opened the door. There stood the parrot with perfect English and absolute reverence for his situation. The parrot spoke: "Forgive me dear woman. I realize the ways of my language has caused you great shame. I shall forever never use such foul language again. However, I have just one question. 'What'd the turkey do?'."




