Profane Polly

One four-letter word after another.

On and on without end.  The man can’t believe it.

“Look, bird, you didn’t do any of this in the shop.

I have guests coming over tonight.

Don’t you dare embarrass me with this kind of language.”

The bird continues on and on with the profane cursing.

The man gets fed up and throws the parrot into his freezer.

That will quiet him down, thinks the man.

Sure enough, within a minute or two, the bird has gone completely silent.

The man opens the freezer and the bird takes a deep bow.

“Forgive me sir, I will never talk like that again.

I just do not know what got it to me.”

The man is satisfied and motions for the bird to perch on his shoulder and the man goes about his business.

A few minutes later the bird leans over to his ear and asks quietly, “Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Uh, what exactly did the chicken do?”


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