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Parrot is dead

Discussion in 'Comedy' started by ccavacini, Nov 28, 2005.

  1. ccavacini

    ccavacini Super Mod Mod


    At dawn the telephone rings.
    "Hello, Senor Lucky? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country house."
    "Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
    "Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor, that your parrot died.
    "My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"
    "Si, Senor,that's the one."
    "Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. "What did he
    die from?"
    "From eating rotten meat, Senor"
    Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"
    "Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat off the dead horse."
    "Dead horse? What dead horse?"
    "The thoroughbred, Senor Lucky. He died from all that work pulling the
    water cart."
    "Are you insane? What water cart?"
    "The one we used to put out the fire, Senor"
    "Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
    "The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on
    "What the.....!!! But there's electricity at the house!!! What was the
    candle for?"
    "For the funeral, Senor."
    "Your wife's, Senor...She showed up one night out of the blue and I
    thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike Driver."
    Ernesto if you broke that driver, you're fired!