A lady goes into a pet store one day. “I’m really lonely,” she says to the clerk. “I need a pet to keep me company.”
“Well,” replies the clerk, “how about this parrot?
He’ll talk to you.”
“That’s perfect!” she says, buys the parrot, and takes him home. The next day, she comes back. “That parrot still isn’t talking,” she complains.
The clerk thinks for a moment. “Ah! You need this little ladder.
He’ll climb it and start talking.” She buys the ladder. The next day, she’s back again. “He still hasn’t said a word!”
The clerk nods.
“You need a mirror. He’ll see himself and start chatting.”
The next day… same problem. Finally, the clerk says, “You should buy this swing.”
The lady buys it.
The following morning, she rushes into the store crying. “My parrot died!”
The clerk gasps. “Oh no!
Did he ever say anything?”
“Yes,” she sobs. “He said… ‘Don’t they sell any food in that store?’ 
