One morning recently a young woman got out of bed, slipped into her robe, raised the shade, uncovered the parrot, put on the coffee pot, answered the phone.
She heard an masculine voice say; "Hello, honey. My ship just hit port and I'm coming right over."
So the young lady took the coffee pot off the stove, covered up the parrot, pulled down the shade, took off her robe, got into bed, and heard the parrot mumble:
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"Kee-rist, what a short f******g day that was!"
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Possum; AKA:- Ali El-Aziz Mohamed Gundawiathan
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