The Clinton's parrot.

Hillary went into a pet shop and found
a beautiful, colorful parrot. "Does this
parrot talk?" she asked. "Yes, he
does," the manager told her. "But why
is this one only $50 and all the others
are $500?" she asked. "Well, ma'am," the manager told her, "not everyone
would want to own this parrot. He
spent many years in a whorehouse,
and his language is terrible." "Well, I want him," she said. "Suit
yourself," the manager shrugged.
When she got the parrot back to the
White House, she uncovered his cage
and admired the colorful bird. The
parrot tilted his head to one side, looked her straight in the eye, and
said, "New house, new madam."
Hillary laughed. Soon Chelsea and a friend came in and
began admiring the bird. "New house,
new whores," the parrot observed. At
first they were offended, but when
Hilary explained about the bird's
history, they too, laughed at him. A few minutes later, the president
entered the living quarters. The parrot
looked up from his feeder and said,
"Hi, Bill."

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