"Alright listen up guys…squawk… Obama's a Socialist… squawk… Obama's a Socialist… squawk...Obama's a Socialist… squawk.….Got it?…GOOD…Now go on the TV shows and just keep parroting that back over and over again... ....squawk."
"Okay, listen up. Our Creator, al- "the" and ilāh "deity, god" to al-lāh meaning "the [sole] deity, God" works in mysterious ways. So unless you beaks-for-brains want another Charlie DeadBo on our claws, I recommend we be our own judges."
Since funding for Planned Parrothood is at such a low point we have to come up with some ways to feather our nest. Any ideas on seed money would help. Perch chasing and re sailing unused Chinese puns has been suggested - and caused quite a flap - so I don't think it will fly.
" …so he gets all in my face and I'm like, "Excuse me! My name is NOT Poly and NO, I do care for any crackers, thank you!'" [At the parrot support group meeting.]
Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box!
"Alright listen up guys…squawk… Obama's a Socialist… squawk… Obama's a Socialist… squawk...Obama's a Socialist… squawk.….Got it?…GOOD…Now go on the TV shows and just keep parroting that back over and over again... ....squawk."
ReplyDeleteThe Jimmy Buffet Fan Club is getting smaller and smaller.
ReplyDeleteNow that we have control, the first order of business is to break everyone out of the Tiki Room.
ReplyDelete"Poly read the minutes ... And this time ... Don't parrot them!"
ReplyDelete"Maintenance would like us to take more breaks.”
ReplyDelete"And I vow to veto any legislation approving new economic sanctions against Iran!"
ReplyDelete"Officially we're known as 'African Greys', but 'African Orioles', would be more accurate!"
ReplyDeleteLittle do those idiotic anti-cappers know, we feasted on al's corpse years ago.
ReplyDelete"I'm happy to announce, as young illegal migrating avians, we will be granted work permits!"
ReplyDelete"Polly want crack.....in the next 24 hours. Get on it."
ReplyDelete"Welcome to the first meeting of Parrots Without Pirates."
ReplyDelete"At least with our new glass-cam, we can post pictures of who's been slamming into our windows."
ReplyDelete"Jackson over there? He's a stiff! Bereft of life, he rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed him to the perch he'd be pushing up the daisies!"
ReplyDeleteQuit repeating everything I say. Quit repeating everything I say. Quit repeating everything I say...
ReplyDelete"Oh god, the parrots are everywhere! They're killing us all! One of them just landed on my auugggh splork."
ReplyDelete"I said, 'The last time I saw Paris.'"
ReplyDeleteThe New Yorker kept to their no blacks in cartoons policy, but we could sure use a cracker.
ReplyDelete"Mr. Speaker, Mr. Vice President, Members of Congress, my fellow Americans..."
ReplyDelete"Avian Traffic School session one! ... Avoid these vehicles! ... AMC Eagle! ... Ford Falcon! ... Plymouth Roadrunner!"
ReplyDelete"I'm Egg Bound ... And no ... I'm not dating Humpty Dumpty!"
ReplyDelete"Okay, listen up. Our Creator, al- "the" and ilāh "deity, god" to al-lāh meaning "the [sole] deity, God" works in mysterious ways. So unless you beaks-for-brains want another Charlie DeadBo on our claws, I recommend we be our own judges."
ReplyDeleteDon't look so down. Every so often we all need a shoulder to crap on.
ReplyDelete"Gentlemen, CNBC has asked me to co-host the show Squawk Box."
ReplyDelete"He hears the ticking of the clocks
ReplyDeleteAnd walks along with a human that talks"
"It should be obvious to all but the brain dead that this anti-cap contest is strictly for the birds."
ReplyDeleteAlright, who's the wiseguy who shit on The New Yorker?
ReplyDeleteThe New Yorker's no-Blackbeards policy, obviously. What's *your* excuse?
ReplyDeleteSince funding for Planned Parrothood is at such a low point we have to come up with some ways to feather our nest. Any ideas on seed money would help. Perch chasing and re sailing unused Chinese puns has been suggested - and caused quite a flap - so I don't think it will fly.
ReplyDeleteIt's in our self-interest to go in to publishing.
ReplyDelete" …so he gets all in my face and I'm like, "Excuse me! My name is NOT Poly and NO, I do care for any crackers, thank you!'" [At the parrot support group meeting.]
ReplyDeleteEveryone knows Bob the Parrot is a clip on
ReplyDeleteThink outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box! Think outside the box!
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