A magician on a cruise ship is constantly having his tricks spoilt by the ship’s parrot.
Every time he does a trick, the parrot shouts, “It’s in his pocket”, or “Four of clubs”, or “It’s got a false bottom!”
The magician hates it.
That night the ship sinks and the magician ends up clinging to a piece of driftwood with the parrot.
For four days and nights the parrot says nothing and just stares at the magician.
On the fifth day the parrot says, “Okay, I fucking give up… where’s the ship?”