An eccentric friend of mine went to a high class pet shop and bought two
parrots which he displayed proudly in the grounds of his house out in
the country. He was told that one of the parrots was a fluent talker,
whilst the other was rather shy and had never said a word; albeit he
showed promise and needed a little care and attention.
Once he had the pair home he approached their enclosure and started
repeating inane words like "Pretty Polly ... who's a pretty boy ..." and
so on, in the hope that the parrots would repeat what he said; which is
what parrots are supposed to do.
To his surprise, the talkative parrot replied in French "Vous êtes un imbécile, monsieur!"
My friend was totally surprised, not so much at the insult, but at the
fact that the parrot addressed him in French. Parrots are supposed to
speak in English aren't they?
Before my friend could utter another word, and plenty came readily to
mind, believe me, the French parrot started reciting Victor Hugo's "Les
Miserables".
On and on he continued reciting from Victor Hugo, Molliere, Racine,
Camus and others, so well read in French literature that parrot was. My
friend was totally mesmerised at this even though he could not
understand a word the parrot was saying.
He tried to get the other parrot to speak, but to no avail. The silent one remained ever so.
The problem was that my friend could not tell apart which parrot was
which, they were so identical. So he could not proudly tell his friends
he has a French talking parrot if, as sometimes happened, neither would
oblige. So he rang the pet shop for advice.
The pet shop owner said that the French speaking parrot was the male,
and he was very amourous. All that my friend had to do is creep on the
pair late at night and when he spied the French parrot saying to the
other one "Je t'aime mon amour!", all he had to do is to put a collar on
him to distinguish him as the talking male.
This my friend did quite successfully and he collared the male parrot as advised.
A few days later my friend had a few visitors to come and see the
parrots, and amongst them was the local Parish priest. As the group
approached the birds' cage the male parrot said to the priest in a
French accent "Alors, mon ami. I see zey caught you at it too!"
To which the other parrot said in a Spanish accent "Hola señor!"
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Monday, 17 March 2025
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...Victor, what an imagination you have!
ReplyDeleteIt's all true, Tom. Honest!
DeleteGod bless.
Hello Victor: You rascal, this made me smile.
ReplyDeleteCatherine
Glad you enjoyed my story, Catherine.
DeleteGod bless you.
That was so funny!
ReplyDeleteIt's good to laugh, Sandie.
DeleteGod bless always
Too funny, Victor! God bless!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, Martha.
DeleteGod bless you and yours.
LOL...never a dull moment when you're around, Victor. Thanks for the smile.
ReplyDeleteI try to make people smile, Sandy.
DeleteGod bless, my friend.
Victor esse papaguaio é muito inteligente, boa semana abraços.
ReplyDeleteTRANSLATION: Victor this parrot is very intelligent, have a good week hugs.
DeleteYes, Lucimar da Silva Moreira; the parrot could speak French perfectly and a little English.
Best wishes. God bless.
LOL, very funny, Victor
ReplyDeleteMany thanks for the chuckles Victor.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a good week ahead.
All the best Jan
Hahahaha! I didn't see that one coming!
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! You come up with some funny stuff.
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