Three Parrots

I can't remember if we have had this one or not. Anyway here it is again.....

Ha ha ha...!

Hahahaha.

Appropriately enough, I was listening to a Radio 4 prog yesterday about birds' copying the behaviour of others and how, in general, it's very successful - apart from a deep cave somewhere or other where swifts fold their wings, drop into the cave, and open their wings again at the appropriate moment. The bottom of the cave is covered in dead parrots.............

Shades of the Galwaymen's Extreme Sports Club .......

Sean jumped off a cliff, holding a chicken by it's feet, above his head. He fell 40 metres, onto the rocks below.

Paddy leapt off the same cliff, throwing a parrot in front of him and blasting away at it with his shotgun. He, too, fell to the rocks.

Mike went back down the hill for a Guinness, deciding that neither hen-gliding nor parrot-shooting was a sensible pastime.

I've just had some sad news from Seamus .......


Young Michael died in a budgie-jumping incident.

Irish I'd a thought a that!

Oh dear oh dear.....

Well, I thought it was punny, anyway.