The Parrot > A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a > bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's > mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried > to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, > playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the
> bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. > The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier
> and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the > bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked > and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep
> was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John > quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out > onto John's outstretched arms and said I believe I may have offended you
> with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my > inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to
> correct my rude and unforgivable behavior." John was stunned at the > change in the bird's attitude. As he was about to ask the parrot what > had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird continued, > "May I ask what the turkey did?" > > HAPPY THANKSGIVING
Hope everyone has a happy turkey day...I will catch everyone on Sunday...going out of town!
Here's another Thanksgiving funny I got today in my email.
An old man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your Mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough." "Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. "We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the old man said. "We're sick and tired of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her." And he hangs up. Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone, "Like heck they're getting a divorce," she shouts. "I'll take care of this." She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at the old man, "You are NOT getting divorced! Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and she hangs up. The old man hangs up the phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "They're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way!"