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s nd | So a lady I know was shopping for a parrot. Get's to the store and only one left. Pretty good price, so she tells the guy she'll take him. Paying for the bird and the guy goes he only has one problem. Huh? If he gets too warm he will use fowl language. If he does that, you take him out of the cage and swirl him over your head a few times and he should quit.
Well things are good with the bird until one july afternoon when the lady was having the mayor's wife, the paster's wife, and a few others over for tea. You know it, the air conditioning goes out. Hope for the best, as he hasn't let loose before now. Well, they just about get down with their tea and cookies and it was getting warm in the dining room. Maybe gonna make it, the lady goes. Then all of a sudden the parrot goes "jes__ chri -- it's hot in here". Quickly the lady runs to the cage and opens the door, grabs the parrot by the legs and pulls him out and swirls him above her head a few times and slams him back in the cage. That should do it , she thinks. Next thing the bird goes "whew, feel that ___ breeze.
figured better blank the f word out of the end.
Edited by ndred 9/30/2020 18:33
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