The old lady inherited a parrot. The parrot however, wouldn’t say a word. Her friend, captain of an oil freighter, said he’d take the parrot with him and he would guarantee the parrot would come back talking. As the freighter pulled out of the harbor, two clumsy sailors fell overboard. The Captain yelled:
“Man overboard! Throw ‘em a rope!”
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The Parrot echoed “Throw ‘em a rope!”
“Move it now! Helm, let ‘er sail!”
“Tweet! Let ‘er sail!”
On the return trip the ship struck an iceberg. The Captain asked for a damage report.
“Hit a big ‘un, Cap’n, but no damage!”
“Tweet! Hit a big ‘un! No damage!”
The parrot was returned to the old lady who took the bird to church on Sunday. The Minister asked in a loud voice: “Anyone want to go to Heaven!?”
“Tweet! Throw ‘em a rope! Tweet!”
The Minister asked the lady to make her parrot be still, but it kept repeating the phrase.
“I’ll bean you with a songbook if you don’t shut up!”
“Tweet! Let ‘er sail! Tweet!”
The Minster flung the songbook, which the parrot ducked. It struck a very large man square in the face.
“Tweet! Hit a big ‘un, Cap’n! No damage! Tweet!” :lol:
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