Discipline and the Parrot

There was a man that received a parrot for his birthday. This parrot was fully-grown and with a bad attitude and a worse vocabulary. Every other word was an expletive. Those that weren’t expletives, were, to say the least, very rude.

The man tried hard to change the bird’s attitude, and was constantly saying polite words, playing soft music, anything he could think of. Nothing worked. He yelled at the bird, and the bird got worse. He shook the bird, and the bird got madder and ruder.

Finally, in a moment of desperation, he put the parrot in the freezer. For a few minutes he heard the bird squawking and kicking and screaming, and then, suddenly, there was quiet. The man was frightened that he might have actually hurt the bird, and quickly opened the freezer door.

The parrot calmly stepped out onto the man’s extended and said:

“I’m sorry that I might have offended you with my language and actions, and ask for your forgiveness. I will endeavour to correct my behaviour.”

The man was astounded at the bird’s change in attitude and was about to ask what had changed him, when the parrot continued:

“And may I please ask what the chicken did wrong?”