About a week before Thanksgiving, he got a call from some good friends who were moving. They had a parrot, and they couldn't take it with them. They asked if he might want it. The guy wasn't real excited but agreed to give it a home.
He found out in short order that the parrot had the most foul mouth of any bird that ever had worn feathers. When he got home from work each day, he'd be greeted with a string of profanities, and the way this parrot talked about his mother would make a pornographer blush.
Upon returning home one evening, this guy was in no humor for more verbal abuse...he'd had enough at work. When the parrot started in on him, the guy grabbed it by the neck, opened the freezer door, and stuffed the bird inside.
"Squawk! Squawk! Squawk!" came the retort from the freezer.
When the bird quieted down, the man opened the door, the bird hopped onto his outstretched hand, and with its head down said, "I know I've been a very bad bird, and I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I will become a well-behaved parrot...I promise."
"Okay," said the guy.
"Sir," said the now humble parrot, "may I add something to what I just said?"
"Sure," the fella replied.
Wanna know what the parrot said to him?
"Happy Thanksgiving!"
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