Once the parrot understood the tricks, he started shouting in the middle of the show: “Look it's not the same hat” or, “Look, he's hiding the flowers under the table!” or, “Hey, why are all the cards the ace of spades?”
The magician was furious, but couldn't do anything. It was, after all, the captain's parrot.
Then one stormy night on the Pacific, the ship unfortunately sank, drowning almost all who were on board. The magician luckily found himself on a piece of wood floating in the middle of the sea with, as fate would have it, the parrot.
They stared at each other with hatred but did not utter a word. This went on for a day ... and then 2 days ... and then 3 days. Finally, on the 4th day, the parrot could not hold it back any longer and said:
“OK, I give up. Where's the f**king ship?”
from an email currently circulating
P/S - It seems George Bush has asked for the magician, and wants him to do what he did with the ship to the Iraqi insurgents and the Talibans. A little parrot told me so ;-)
Ah, very funny. Hope the magician gets his act right this weekend (and the parrot keeps its mouth shut).
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