The old Chief finally retired from VQ-1 and got that chicken ranch he always wanted. He took with him his lifelong parrot.
First morning at 0430, the parrot squawked and said, "Off yer hocks and don your socks. Reveille."
Old Chief Bill told the parrot, " We are no longer in the Navy. Go back to sleep."
The next morning, the parrot did the same thing. Old Chief Bill told the parrot, "Look, if you keep this up I will put you out in the chicken pen."
Again the parrot did it, and true to his word, Chief Bill put the parrot in the chicken pen. About 0630 the next morning, Chief Bill was awakened by one heck of a ruckus in the chicken pen. He went out outside to see what was the matter.
The parrot had about 40 white chickens in formation. On the ground lay 3 bruised and beaten brown chickens. The parrot was saying, " By God, when I say fall out in dress whites, I don't mean Khakis!"
My friend and son in law is a Chief in the United States Navy!
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