Prose

Parrots

written by: Daniel91

A man walks into a bar, he smells smoke and stale beer. He goes over to the bartender and sits down at the stool. As he does this he gathers attention from various people. These people were Hell's angels, people who you would want their attention. He orders a whisky straight, he drinks it down like a pro. People start to gather around him in sheer dumbfoundedness. Finally, the bartender asks the man "Hey Buddy, whats with the parrot on your head?"

The man looks up at the bartender, he doesn't say a word. The bartender looked at him like he was two brain cells from being a legal cookoo. "Hey man, Why is it on there? Are you some kind of a nut, from the crazy hospital?"

The man gets up and leans in to whisper into the bartenders ear. He says "If I don't have the parrot on my head? Who will know how to turn the blinking light off on your VCR." The man then turns around and leaves the bar.

This is a weird story I know. But it's my first story and I thought it was very interesting..