(A summer repeat from July 19, 2012)
A man was looking for a present to buy his elderly mother. What to get he thought. An idea came to him. His mother had lived alone for years. Maybe a pet? Not a dog or cat – too much work. So he went to the pet shop.
The owner said “I’ve got just the thing. I have a parrot. Smart as a whip. Speaks seven languages. Friendly. She can talk to him. Great companion. Bird likes to watch t.v. too.” The owner named a hefty price.
The man grimaced but said “I’ll take him.” He had the pet store deliver the parrot to his mother. And he called her the following week.
“Hi Mom! Hey how do you like the parrot I sent you?”
“He was delicious,” the mother said.
“WHAT! Don’t tell me you ate him!”
“Of course I did.”
“Mom – that parrot was supposed to be a pet! He spoke seven languages.”
“Well he should have said something.”