A woman had a parrot that she took with her everywhere she went.
She would even take the parrot to the club with her when she went
dancing and drinking on Saturday nights at moody blues. Whenever the woman went onto
the dance floor, the parrot would yell, "The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, we don't need no water let the mutha-fukkah burn! Burn mutha-fukkah, burn!"
The crowd on the dance floor would always cheer and holler
appreciation when the parrot would yell. This would make the parrot
yell even more and of course make the crowd go wild.
This would go on all night long, every time the parrot went out.
One Sunday morning the woman took the parrot to church and into
the choir stand with her. And when the choir started to sing, the
parrot yelled, "The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, we don't need
no water let the mutha-fukkah burn! Burn mutha-fukkah burn!"
She embarrassingly corrected the parrot, "No, you don't say that here!!"
The parrot looked around and asked, "Why not? These are the same
Mutha-fukkahs that were at moody blues last night!!!
Posted: at 20-01-2009 11:22 AM (16 years ago) | Newbie