>A man walks into a bar and says, "This isn't my parrot."
>A man walks into a piano and says, "This isn't my ego, it's some absurd
>collection of colored shirts."
>A man stops another man on the street. "Haven't you heard?" he asks, "They
>found another one last night."
>A parrot walks into a bar and says, "Tell me if you've heard this one before."
I hope that was the reaction you intended.
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