The African Grey Parrot, Bud, was in the house when his owner, Martin Duram, was shot five times and killed. His wife Glenna was shot in the head and survived.
Every once in a while the parrot talks in Martin’s voice and seems to relive the shooting saying, “Don’t F**cking Shoot.”
Glenna was charged this last week in an alleged failed murder-suicide attempt and prosecutors aren’t ruling out having Bud provide testimony against her.
Watch Bud Here
Definitely more credible than the African Black Moe-hair, Jeantel Williams.
Too bad he wasn’t a State Department employee from 2009 to 2013.
Talk about a slippery slope.
I have two African Greys. I trust them more than I do most people i know.
LOL! Good one, Greetings From Yonkers.
For some reason this story reminded me of the worst parrot joke I know:
This guy decides that maybe he’d like to have a pet and goes to a pet shop.
After looking around, he spots a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn’t seem to have any feet or legs. The guy says out loud, “Geez, I wonder what happened to this parrot?”
“I was born this way,” says the parrot. “I’m a defective parrot.”
“Ha, ha,” the guy laughs. “It sounded like this parrot actually understood what I said and answered me!”
“I understood every word,” says the parrot. “I am a highly intelligent, thoroughly educated bird.”
“Yeah?” the guy asks. “Then answer this: how do you hang onto your perch without any feet?”
“Well,” the parrot says, “this is a little embarrassing, but since you asked I’ll tell you. I wrap my little parrot penis around this wooden bar, kind of like a little hook. You can’t see it because of my feathers.”
“Wow,” says the guy, “you really can understand and answer, can’t you?”
“Of course! I speak both Spanish and English. I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any subject: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy and I am especially good at ornithology. You ought to buy me. I’m a great companion.”
The guy looks at the $200 price tag. “I can’t afford that,” he says.
“Pssst,” the parrot hisses, motioning the guy over with one wing. “Nobody wants me cause I don’t have any feet. You can get me for $20. Just make an offer!”
The guy offers 20 dollars and walks out with the parrot.
Weeks go by. The parrot is sensational. He’s funny, he’s interesting, he’s a great pal, he understands everything, sympathizes, gives good advice.
The guy is delighted. One day the guy comes home from work and the parrot says, “Pssst,” and motions him over with one wing. The guy goes up close to the cage.
“I don’t know if I should tell you this or not”, says the parrot, “but it’s about your wife and the mailman.”
“What?” says the guy.
“Well,” the parrot says, “when the mailman came to the door today your wife greeted him in a sheer nightgown and kissed him on the mouth.”
“What happened then?” asks the guy.
“Then the mailman came into the house and lifted up her nightgown and began petting her all over,” reports the parrot.
“My God!” the guy cries. “Then what?”
“Then he got down on his knees and began to lick her body, starting with her breasts and slowly going down and down.”
The parrot pauses.
“What happened? What happened then?!” yells the frantic guy.
The parrot says, “Hell, I don’t know. I got a hardon and fell off the perch.”
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@ Vietvet
Hate to disagree with you about that being the worst parrot joke. It’s the funniest parrot joke I’ve ever heard, although I do admit I haven’t heard many parrot jokes. I must live a sheltered life. Am still laughing out loud.
@PJ: It’s actually the best one I know, but when I say that, a lot of sanctimonious people will protest that it is vulgar. By saying it’s the worst, it defuses that argument and keeps ’em happy.
Ya know?
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And then there’s the Monty Python “Dead Parrot” sketch. In a class all by itself.
African Greys are noted for their ability to pick up words-there was a famous one that could understand concepts and had a huge vocabulary, she died about 5 year ago.
Now as for the champion filthy mouth, now I just don’t know where she could have possibly picked up such language, but my scarlet talks like she was on a navy boat for 10 years.
Needless to say, I am well stocked with parrot jokes-the one above is one of my favs.
Polly want body armor.
Back in the mid 60’s a friend of my mo’s used to take us into the Bronx and visit an old lady who had a really old parrot. She said it was blind and over 100 years old. She’d get it to go on her cane and she would swing it back and forth; it would then start singing these old sailor songs. She said that it was with a crew on a ship with sails and it would perch on the rigging. The swinging got it started on the songs it used to hear. If the bird really was over 100, that would be just after the Civil War.
Don’t know if it was true or not but that big old bird would sing as long as she swung her cane.
We have 2 African Greys – one of em does a smoke alarm that sends me searching the house and the other one does a microwave beep. Fortunately the male is obsessed with peanuts, and ends most sentences with a loud “PEANUT!” which gives away the game.
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