At dawn the telephone rings.
>
> "Hello,..... Senor Lucky? This is Ernesto the caretaker at your country
> house."
>
> "Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
>
> "Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor, that your parrot died.
>
> "My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"
>
> "Si, Senor, that's the one."
>
> "That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird.
>
> "What did he die from?"
>
> "From eating rotten meat, Senor."
>
> "Rotten meat? Who the **** fed him rotten meat?"
>
> "Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
>
> "Dead horse? What dead horse?"
>
> "The thoroughbred, Senor Lucky. He died from all that work pulling the
water
> cart."
>
> "Are you insane? What water cart?"
>
> "The one we used to put out the fire, Senor."
>
> "Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
>
> "The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on
> fire."
>
> "What the.....!!! But there's electricity at the house!!! What was the
> candle for?"
>
>
> "For the funeral, Senor."
>
> "WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL?!"
>
> "Your wife's, Senor...She showed up one night out of the blue and I
thought
> she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Tiger Woods Nike Driver."
>
>
SILENCE.................................................................
