Got An Olive?

There was a bar in Las Vegas where the owners Blue & Gold Macaw loved to harass the bartender. The bar patrons knew about the situation, and got into the act, teaching the bird new sayings and, eventually, new tricks to play on the bartender.

The bartender knew that the bird liked to drive him crazy, but, wanting to keep his job, he managed to put up with all the birds indignities. The owner had also explained to him just what the bird was allowed to eat. "You can give him orange slices, or lemon and lime wedges if he wants, but never, under any circumstances, let him have the salty olives.", he was told.

One day, the parrot got off his perch and walked over to the bar and asked the bartender if he had any olives. Knowing that he wasn't allowed to give the bird any, he replied "No, I don't have any olives. Go back to your perch.". He gave the bird a lemon wedge and the bird went away. The next day, the bird climbed off his perch, went back over to the bar and again asked the bartender if he had any olives. This time the bartender said, "No, I don't have any olives. Now go away and leave me alone". He gave the bird an orange slice and the bird went back to his stand in the corner.

The third day, the parrot marched over to the bartender and demanded "Give me an olive!". The bartender said to him "I don't have any olives and if you don't stop bothering me, I'm going to nail your feet to your perch.".This time, he refused to give the bird any fruit, but instead, scooped him up and put the macaw back on his perch at the other end of the room. The parrot fumed and stewed all that night.

The next day, the macaw climbed up onto the bar, looked the bartender in the eye, and said in his sweetest voice, "Harry, do you have any nails?". The bartender was so surprised at the question, that he answered him back, "No, of course, I don't have any nails.".With that, the parrot grabbed a hold of Harry's shirt and said, "Then give me that damn olive!!!".

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