Showing posts with label Dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dance. Show all posts

Saturday 10 October 2015

Watch This Parrot’s High-Speed Tap Dance Is So Adorable

I’ve never seen a bird tap-dancing before, but the parrot in the following video seems to be an expert at it. This rhythmic bird has learned a thing or two about moving his feet to the beat, and he does it so fast, his little legs are a complete blur when captured on camera.
This bird dances better than most people, I had no idea parrots could even move like this. He has surprisingly good rhythm, even though no one has ever taught him how to dance. There might be natural causes for his behavior, maybe he’s marking his territory, but I really like to think he’s just having some fun.



Friday 21 August 2015

Hot Water



John works hard and spends two nights each week bowling and plays golf every Saturday. 
His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she blindfold him and takes him to a local strip club. 
The doorman at the club greets them and says, "Hey, John! How ya doin?" 
Once inside his wife removes the blindfold but she's puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. 
"Oh no," says John. "He's on my bowling team." 
When they are seated, a waitress asks John if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser. 
His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, "How did she know that you drink Budweiser?" 
"I recognize her, she's the waitress from the golf club. I always have a Bud at the end of the first nine, honey. 
A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around John, starts to rub herself all over him and says, "Hi Johnny. Want your usual table dance, big boy?" 
John's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. John follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her. 
John tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him or someone else, but his wife is having none of it. She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every four letter word in the book. 
The cabby turns around and says, "Geez John, you picked up a real bitch this time."