The Parrot.

A magician worked on a cruise
ship. The audience was different
each week, so the magician did
the same tricks over and over
again.
There was one problem. The
captain's parrot saw the shows
each week and began to
understand how the magician
did every trick. Once he
understood, he started shouting
in the middle of the show "Look,
it's not the same hat!" or, "Look,
he's hiding the flowers under the
table," or "Hey, why are all the
cards the ace of spades?"
The magician was furious, but
couldn't do anything. It was,
after all, the captain's parrot.
Then the ship sank. The magician
found himself on a piece of
wood in the middle of the sea
with, as fate would have it, the
parrot.
They stared at each other with
hatred, but did not utter a word.
This went on for a day and then
another and then another.
Finally on the fourth day, the
parrot could not hold back and
said,
"OK, I give up. Where's the
fucking ship?"