There was this fella with a parrot. And this parrot swears like a
sailor, I mean he’s a pistol. He can swear for five minutes straight
without repeating himself. Trouble is, the guy who owns him is a quiet,
conservative type, and this bird’s foul mouth is driving him crazy. One
day, it gets to be too much, so the guy grabs the bird by the throat,
shakes him really hard, and yells, "QUIT IT!" But this just
makes the bird mad and he swears more than ever. Then the guy gets mad
and says, "OK for you," and locks the bird in a kitchen
cabinet. This really aggravates the bird and he claws and scratches, and
when the guy finally lets him out, the bird cuts loose with a stream of
vulgarities that would make a veteran sailor blush.

At that point, the guy is so mad that he throws the bird into the
freezer. For the first few seconds there is a terrible din. The bird
kicks and claws and thrashes. Then it suddenly gets *VERY* quiet. At
first the guy just waits, but then he starts to think that the bird may
be hurt. After a couple of minutes of silence, he’s so worried that he
opens up the freezer door. The bird calmly climbs onto the man’s
outstretched arm and says, "Awfully sorry about the trouble I gave
you. I’ll do my best to improve my vocabulary from now on." The man
is astounded. He can’t understand the transformation that has come over
the parrot. Then the parrot says, "By the way, what did the chicken
do?"