Attention: TDR Forum Junkies One Christmas Eve, a frenzied young man ran into a pet
shop looking for an unusual Christmas gift for his
wife. The shop owner suggested a parrot, named Chet,
which could sing famous Christmas carols. This seemed
like the perfect gift. "How do I get him to sing?"
the young man asked, excitedly.
"Simply hold a lighted match directly under his feet. "
was the shop owner's reply.
The shop owner held a lighted match under the parrot's
left foot. Chet began to sing:
"Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells! ... "
The shop owner then held another match
under the parrot's right foot. Then Chet's tune
changed, and the air was filled with:
"Silent Night, Holy Night... "
The young man was so impressed that he paid the
shop-keeper and ran home as quickly as
he could with Chet under his arm.
When the wife saw her gift she was overwhelmed.
"How beautiful!" She exclaimed, "Can he talk?" "No,"
the young man replied, "But he can sing. Let me show
you. " So the young man whipped out his lighter and
placed it under Chet's left foot, as the shop-keeper
had shown him, and Chet crooned:
"Jingle Bells! Jingle bells!... "
The man then moved the lighter
to Chet's right foot, and out came:
"Silent Night, Holy night... "
The wife, her face filled with curiosity, then asked,
"What if we hold the lighter between his legs?" The
man did not know. "Let's try it," he answered, eager
to please his wife. So they held the lighter between
Chet's legs. Chet twisted his face, cleared his
throat, and the little parrot sang out loudly like it
was the performance of his life:
"Chet's nuts roasting on an open fire... . "
shop looking for an unusual Christmas gift for his
wife. The shop owner suggested a parrot, named Chet,
which could sing famous Christmas carols. This seemed
like the perfect gift. "How do I get him to sing?"
the young man asked, excitedly.
"Simply hold a lighted match directly under his feet. "
was the shop owner's reply.
The shop owner held a lighted match under the parrot's
left foot. Chet began to sing:
"Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells! ... "
The shop owner then held another match
under the parrot's right foot. Then Chet's tune
changed, and the air was filled with:
"Silent Night, Holy Night... "
The young man was so impressed that he paid the
shop-keeper and ran home as quickly as
he could with Chet under his arm.
When the wife saw her gift she was overwhelmed.
"How beautiful!" She exclaimed, "Can he talk?" "No,"
the young man replied, "But he can sing. Let me show
you. " So the young man whipped out his lighter and
placed it under Chet's left foot, as the shop-keeper
had shown him, and Chet crooned:
"Jingle Bells! Jingle bells!... "
The man then moved the lighter
to Chet's right foot, and out came:
"Silent Night, Holy night... "
The wife, her face filled with curiosity, then asked,
"What if we hold the lighter between his legs?" The
man did not know. "Let's try it," he answered, eager
to please his wife. So they held the lighter between
Chet's legs. Chet twisted his face, cleared his
throat, and the little parrot sang out loudly like it
was the performance of his life:
"Chet's nuts roasting on an open fire... . "
