Friday, October 03, 2008

Defective Parrot

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 happen to be a highly intelligent  t horoughly 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 can converse with reasonable  competence on almost any topic: politics, religion, sports, physics,  philosophy. I'm especially good at ornithology. You really ought to buy  me. I'd be a great companion.' 
 

The  guy looks at the $2000 price tag. 'Sorry, but I jus t 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 sense of 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 one wing. '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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If  this doesn't make you laugh, you're having a really bad day  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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