One Christmas Eve, a frenzied young man ran into a pet shop looking for an
unusual Christmas gift for his wife.

The shop owner suggested a parrot,
named Chet, which could sing famous Christmas carols.

This seemed like the
perfect gift.

"How do I get him to sing?" the young man asked, excitedly.

"Simply hold a lighted match directly under his feet," was the shop
owner's reply.

The parrot Chet began to sing: "Jingle Bells! Jingle
Bells! ..."

The shop owner then held another match under the parrot's right foot.

Then Chet's tune changed, and the air was filled with: "Silent Night.
HolyNight..."

The young man was so impressed that he paid the shopkeeper and ran home as
quickly as he could with Chet under his arm.

When the wife saw her gift
she was overwhelmed.

"How beautiful!" She exclaimed, "Can he talk?"

"No," the young man replied, "but he can sing. Let me show you."

So the
young man whipped out his lighter and placed it under Chet's left foot, as
the shopkeeper had shown him, and Chet crooned: "Jingle Bells! Jingle
Bells!..."

The man then moved the lighter to Chet's right foot, and out
came: "Silent Night. Holy Night..."

The wife, her face filled with curiosity, then asked, "What if we hold the
lighter between his legs?"

The man did not know.

"Let's try it." he
answered, eager to please his wife.

So they held the lighter between
Chet's legs.

Chet twisted his face, cleared his throat, the little parrot
sang out loudly (like it was the performance of his life): "Chet's nuts
roasting on an open fire...."