Chapter 19: Simply Singing My Own Song
“I don’t know,” replies Kravitz, “but whoever it was, her clothes need ironing.”
And the last..
One day Herman Horowitz goes into a pet shop and says, “I want a parrot. I don’t care what it looks like, as long as it talks.”
“Okay, Sir,” says the assistant. “I have got just the bird for you. That blue and green one talks very well.”
Herman likes it, but the assistant warns him that it does not have any feet. “No feet?” cries Herman. “Then how does he stay on his perch?”
“Simple,” says the man. “You may have noticed, he is a male bird. He just wraps his prick around the perch and stays up that way.”
So Herman takes the parrot home and has a very long talk with him. The next evening, when Herman gets home from work, the parrot says, “Thank God you are back, I have got something to tell you.”
“What is it?” asks Herman.
“Well,” begins the parrot, “when you went to work, a man came to the door and your wife let him in and they sat on the sofa together.”
“What happened next?” cries Herman.
“And then he opened her blouse and sucked her tits,” says the parrot.
“And then what?” cries Herman.
“I don’t know,” says the parrot, “I got an erection and fell off my perch.”