Thread: I have a parrot??

................. Yep still waiting to hear your story Krueluck!

It's funny you should think of a cursing parrot.... hmmmm, I know you are all wondering... my girl has learned some new words since I began playing Battlefield online. Here she is... as demure and naiive as the first day she shouted "FAAAWK!"... loud enough to startle the neighbors.

So there was this guy, a preacher (yea, that's it, he was a preacher) who had a parrot... a Scarlett Macaw, that had once belonged to a sailor and, because it had belonged to a sailor, it would curse up a blue streak at the slightest provocation. The profanity disrupted the preacher's preacherly sensibilities, who at first tried to reason with the parrot, but eventually a battle of wills over the parrots daily ration of expletives ensued. Finally, the preacher warned the parrot that if he didn't clean up his languuage, he would put him in the freezer to "cool him off."

"Aw#$^go&%)$yourself," said the parrot, so the preacher put him in the freezer, and stormed away. After a little while, he began to worry about his little foul-mouthed friend, that he had been in the freezer for too long, and he retrieved his shivering buddy. The parrot was unusually polite and calm, and not a single unsavory syllable emerged from his beak.

"Well, have you learned your lesson?" inquired the preacher.

"Yes Sir, I cetainly have, sir, no more potty mouth from me, sir," replied the parrot, who went on to say "If it pleases you, kind sir, may I ask you one question?"

"What is it?"

"What did the chicken do?"