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There's a man who owns a parrot that swears like a sailor. He can swear
for five minutes straight without repeating himself. Trouble is, the man who
owns him is a quiet, conservative type, and this bird's foul mouth is driving
him crazy.

One day, it gets to be too much. The guy grabs the bird by the throat, shakes
him hard and yells, "QUIT IT!"

But this just makes the bird mad and he swears more than ever.

The man becomes very angry and says, "OK for you." He locks the parrot in
a kitchen cabinet.

This really aggravates the bird and he claws and scratches, and, when the
man finally lets him out, the parrot cuts loose with a stream of vulgarities that
would make a veteran sailor blush.

At this point, the man is so furious that he throws the parrot into the freezer.

For the first few seconds there is a terrible din. The bird kicks and claws and
thrashes. Then it suddenly gets very, very quiet. At first the man just waits,
but then he starts to think that the bird may be hurt. After a couple of minutes
of silence, he's worried enough to open the freezer door.

The parrot calmly climbs onto the man's outstretched arm and says, "So very
sorry about the trouble I gave you. I'll do my best to improve my vocabulary
from now on."

The man is beyond astounded. He can't understand the transformation that
has come over the parrot.

Then the parrot asks, "By the way, what did that chicken ever do to you?"
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