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Subject: The Magician and a Parrot
Date: Fri, 30 Sep 2005 22:14:21 -0500
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The Magician and a Parrot
A magician worked on a cruise ship. Since the audience was different
each
week, he did the same tricks over and over again. One problem: The
captain's parrot saw the shows each week and began to understand how
the
magician did
every trick. Once the parrot understood, she started shouting in the
middle of the show: "Look, it's not the same hat! Look, he's hiding
the
flowers under the table. 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 the ship sank. After swimming for a few hours,
the
magician found himself on a piece of wood floating in the middle of
the
sea
with, as fate would have it, the parrot. They stared malevolently at
each
other but did not utter a word. This went on for a day and then
another,
and then another.
Finally on the fourth day, the parrot could restrain itself no longer:
"OK," she said, "I give up. What'd you do with the god damn ship?"
Lil Stinker
"just havin' fun!"
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