Mrs. Davidson’s dishwasher quit working, so she called a repairman.
He couldn’t accommodate her with an evening appointment. Since she had to go
to work the next day, she told him: “I’ll leave the key under the mat.
“Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I’ll mail you the
check. By the way, don’t worry about my Doberman.
He won’t bother you. But, whatever you do, …do NOT under any circumstances
talk to my parrot!”
When the repairman arrived at Mrs. Davidson’s apartment the next day, he
discovered the biggest and meanest looking Doberman he had ever seen. But,
just as she had said, the dog just lay there on the carpet, watching the
repairman go about his business. However, the whole time he was there, the
parrot drove him nuts with his incessantyelling, cursing, and name-calling
Finally the repairman couldn’t contain himself any longer and yelled: “Shut up,
you stupid ugly bird!” To which the parrot replied:
“Get him, Spike!”
