A fellow had a =
parrot, and the parrot not only talked, it could cuss like a sailor. The =
trouble is that the owner was a quiet, religious man, and this bird’s =
foul mouth was driving him crazy.
One day, it got to be too much, =
so he grabbed the bird by the throat, shook it really hard, and yelled, =
"Quit it!" But this just made the bird mad, and he cussed more =
So next the fellow tried locking bird in a kitchen =
cabinet. This really aggravated the parrot who then clawed and =
scratched until he was let out, again followed by a stream of invectives =
to make a sailor blush.
At that point, the owner was so upset =
that he threw bird into the freezer. For the first few seconds, there =
was a terrible din, but then everything suddenly went very =
At first the fellow waited, but then thought that the bird =
may be hurt. So after a couple of minutes of silence, he opened the =
chest lid and looked in.
The bird calmly climbed out on 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 =
The man was astounded, unable to grasp the =
transformation that has come over the foul-mouthed bird.
Then the =
parrot asked, "By the way, what did the chicken =
Dr Bob Griffin =
Knows Me, This I Love!"