At dawn the telephone rings, "Hello, Senor Jack? This is Ernesto, the
caretaker at your country house."
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"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
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"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor Jack, that your parrot, he is
dead."
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"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"
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"Si, Senor, that's the one."
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"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird.
What did he die from?"
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"From eating the rotten meat, Senor Jack."
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"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"
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"Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
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"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
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"The thoroughbred, Senor Jack."
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"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"
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"Yes, Senor Jack, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."
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"Are you insane? What water cart?"
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"The one we used to put out the fire, Senor."
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"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
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"The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught
on fire."
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"What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because
of a candle?!"
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"Yes, Senor Jack."
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"But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?"
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"For the funeral, Senor Jack."
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"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!"
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"Your wife's, Senor Jack. She showed up very late one night and I
thought she was a thief, so I shot her with your new Kreighoff Limited
Edition Custom Gold Engraved Trap Special with the custom Wenig
Exhibition Grade Stock Shotgun. "
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SILENCE........... LONG SILENCE.........VERY LONG SILENCE..............
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"Ernesto, if you scratched that shotgun, you're in deep shit."

hahahahahahaha

oh that is priceless...