There was this magician who had a job on a cruise liner, entertaining
the passengers with a nightly show. He was very successful in his job
and there was always a full house at all his performances. Life was
sweet. The money was rolling in, he had one of the best cabins, ate
the best food, mixed with the best people. All was fine until one day
the captain bought a parrot.
The highlight of the parrot's day was going along to see the magician
in action in the evening. During the magician's performances, the
parrot would watch him very carefully during each trick, and
immediately after the magician had completed the trick the parrot
would call out in a loud squark, " It's up his sleeve, it's up his
sleeve," or, " It's down his trousers, it's down his trousers," each
time ruining the magician's trick.
Well life was no longer as sweet and the magician started to struggle
to satisfy the passengers. The magician naturally got very tired of
the parrot and longed to kill it.
Then one night in the middle of the magician's performances, the ship
hit an iceberg and sank. Everyone was killed except for the magician
and the parrot. The magician managed to swim to a piece of wreckage,
climbed aboard and collapsed. The parrot flew towards the magician
and perched on the edge of the raft and stared at the magician.
For a whole day the magician was unconscious, and all this time the
parrot did not take his eyes off him. Eventually the magician started
to stir, and looked up not really knowing where he was or what had
happened. He eventually found enough energy to sit up. He then
noticed the parrot, who had not stopped focusing his eyes on him all
"All right I give up ..." chirped the parrot, "... What have you done
with the ship ?"