A sailor had a parrot that was forever saying, "How's your arse?"

Every time he talked, he would say, "How's your arse?"

The sailor told the parrot that he was tired of hearing "How's your arse," and for him to never again say, "How's your arse" again.

About that time a submarine torpedoed the ship and the sailor and the parrot ended up clinging to a piece of driftwood. The parrot looked at the sailor and said, "How's your arse?"

Disgusted by the day's events, the sailor yelled at the bird, "Aw, shut up."

The parrot replied, "Mine, too! Must be all the salt water!"