I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it, my lad. 'E’s dead, that’s what’s wrong with it!
Jealousy can be tricky - I can’t do the mouth, I look all cross. It’s a very fine line.
Regards,
Shodan
Look, matey, I know a dead parrot when I see one, and I’m looking at one right now.
I’ve got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas.
I’ve got forty thousand French francs in my fridge.
I’ve got lots and lots of lira,
Now the deutschmark’s getting dearer,
And my dollar bill could buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
All right then, if he’s restin’, I’ll wake him up! (shouting at the cage) 'Ello, Mister Polly Parrot! I’ve got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you!
You can keep your Marxist ways
For it’s only just a phase.
It’s not a palindrome! The palindrome of “Bolton” would be “Notlob”!! It don’t work!!
Now that’s what I call a dead parrot.
Yes, Mao Tse Tung?
“Sing, Little Birdie”?
Yes it was, indeed…Well challenged.
'Ello Polly! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o’clock alarm call!
Good night ding ding ding ding ding ding!
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You stunned him, just as he was wakin’ up! Norwegian Blues stun easily, major.
You are Mary, Queen of Scots?
(on the anniversary of her 1587 death)The world today is absolutely crackers.
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.
There’s fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.
It’s depressing, and it’s senseless, and that’s why…
I think she’s dead.
here’s nine hundred million of them in the world today,
You’d better learn to like them, that’s what I say.
That parrot is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not ‘alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein’ tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. Ladies and gentlemen. I have in this box twenty-three white mice. Mice which have been painstakingly trained over the past few years, to squeak at a selected pitch. (he raises a mouse by its tail) This is E sharp… and this one is G. You get the general idea. Now these mice are so arranged upon this rack, that when played in the correct order they will squeak ‘The Bells of St Mary’s’. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you on the mouse organ ‘The Bells of St Mary’s’. Thank you.
I see that you have a cabbage.