In the small, peaceful town of Chirpyville, there lived a man named Mr. Kwame. He was a tall, quiet man who wore big glasses and always dressed in shirts that didn’t match his trousers 😎👖👕. Everyone thought he was boring.
But Mr. Kwame had a secret.
And that secret… had feathers. 🦜
Meet Kobby the Parrot 🦜🎤
Kobby was Mr. Kwame’s parrot. He wasn’t just any bird. Kobby could talk, laugh, sing, and—most importantly—listen. 👂
He lived in a shiny golden cage in the living room and was fed bananas, crackers, and fried plantain 🍌🍞🍟.
Mr. Kwame had owned Kobby for three years. And in those three years, Kobby had heard EVERYTHING.
From Mr. Kwame’s fake sick calls to work…
To his secret crush on the pretty woman next door…
Even the time he tried on his grandma’s wig and danced to old love songs 💃👵🎶.
“Ohhh, Kobby knows everything,” the parrot often said with a proud fluff of his feathers.
One evening, Mr. Kwame was talking on the phone.
“Boss, I can’t come to work tomorrow. My stomach is doing ‘boom boom’,” he said, making fake groaning sounds. 😩📞
Kobby, sitting quietly on his perch, copied the sound.
“Boom boom! Stomach lie! He’s fine, he’s fine!” Kobby shouted loudly.
Mr. Kwame froze.
His boss on the phone asked, “What was that?”
“Oh, just my TV… uh… bird documentary,” Mr. Kwame said nervously.
He hung up and turned to the parrot. “Kobby! What did you do?”
Kobby just blinked and said, “Boom boom lie! Kwame no sick! He lazyyyyyy!”
The Blackmail Begins 📂😈
That night, Mr. Kwame was brushing his teeth when Kobby flew into the bathroom, holding a cracker in his beak.
“Kobby has secrets,” he said.
Mr. Kwame spat out his toothpaste. “What?”
“I know what you did last Sunday,” Kobby whispered.
Mr. Kwame blinked. “What did I do last Sunday?”
“You danced in your boxers to that slow love song!” Kobby shouted. “And you called Miss Abena next door your ‘hot fried yam’!”
“SHHHHHHHHHH!” Mr. Kwame begged. “You can’t tell anyone that!”
Kobby smirked (as much as a bird can). “Then give me more crackers. And no more plantains. I want chicken.”
Mr. Kwame gasped. “You’re blackmailing me?”
Kobby puffed up. “Call it... ‘feathered negotiation’.”
From that day, Mr. Kwame became a servant in his own house.
Kobby now had a throne (actually a soft pillow) 👑.
He got fresh juice every morning 🧃.
He watched cartoons on the TV 📺.
And he refused to eat unless his crackers were arranged like a flower. 🌸🍞
Every time Mr. Kwame tried to say no, Kobby would flap his wings and shout:
“I’ll tell Miss Abenaaaa!” 🎤
Mr. Kwame would quickly obey. “Okay, okay, I’ll bring the orange juice.”
Kobby the Gossip King 🦜💬👂
The worst part?
Kobby started gossiping with other birds. He would sit by the window and squawk to the neighborhood pigeons.
“Hey, did you hear? My owner waxes his nose hairs!” 🤫
“Also, he watches cartoons and cries!”
Soon, news spread through Chirpyville.
Even the chickens at the back of the house clucked with laughter when they saw Mr. Kwame. 🐔😂
“Kwame got no power,” the goats would say. 🐐
Mr. Kwame had become the joke of the animal kingdom.
Miss Abena, the pretty woman next door, had a sweet smile and loved birds.
One day, she came over holding a pie. “Hello, Mr. Kwame! I baked too much.”
Before Mr. Kwame could answer, Kobby screamed, “He calls you hot fried yam! 🍟 He wants to marry you and eat jollof together!”
Mr. Kwame’s face turned red. “Kobby, stop!”
Miss Abena blinked. Then she burst into laughter. “Oh my! Is this true?”
Mr. Kwame stuttered. “W-well, I mean—hot yam is good?”
She giggled. “I think I like jollof too.”
Kobby whispered in Mr. Kwame’s ear, “You’re welcome. Now, double chicken for dinner.”
But Kobby didn’t stop.
He started talking when people visited.
When the pastor came by: “Kwame said your sermons are longggg! Amen is too late!” ⛪🕊️
When the landlord passed: “Kwame hides snacks in the toilet tank!” 🚽🍪
Even during a Zoom meeting for work, Kobby flew onto the camera and shouted, “He’s wearing a suit and no pants!”
Mr. Kwame lost three friends, his dignity, and almost his job.
“I’ve had enough!” he cried one night. “Kobby, we need to talk.”
The Parrot Plan 🦜🧠
Mr. Kwame tried everything.
He tried bribing Kobby with mango. 🥭
He tried locking the bird in another room (Kobby just squawked gossip louder from there).
He even tried to teach Kobby nice things like:
“You’re smart, you’re handsome!”
But Kobby only wanted the juicy stuff. “Nice is boring. Gossip is power.”
Mr. Kwame sighed. “I need help.”
The Animal Intervention 🐶🐱🐓
Desperate, Mr. Kwame called an animal meeting in his backyard.
He invited the neighborhood dog (Barkson 🐶), three cats (Meowser, Biscuit, and Chair 🐱), and the chickens. 🐔
“I need help with Kobby,” he said.
Everyone nodded. They had also heard Kobby’s gossip.
“He told people I’m scared of the dark!” Barkson barked.
“He said I lick toilet water!” Biscuit the cat meowed angrily.
Together, they came up with a plan. Operation: Quiet Parrot.
That night, Mr. Kwame told Kobby, “Tomorrow, Miss Abena is coming to teach me how to cook.”
Kobby’s eyes sparkled. “Juicyyyy!”
“But,” Mr. Kwame added, “you must promise to behave.”
Kobby laughed. “Sure. I’ll behave like a DRAMA QUEEN.”
While Kobby slept, Barkson sneaked in and replaced Kobby’s crackers with fake ones made of foam. 🍞😬
The cats replaced the TV remote batteries, so Kobby couldn’t watch his cartoons.
And the chickens? They stood outside ready to squawk loudly if Kobby misbehaved.
The Final Showdown 🎭🍿
Miss Abena came the next day, looking lovely as ever. She brought cooking oil and spices. 🌶️🧂
Kobby was excited. “Time to spill the TEAAAA!”
He flew in and shouted, “Kwame said—”
But just then, the chickens went BWAACK BWAACK BWAACK!!!
Barkson barked. “INTERFERENCE! INTERFERENCE!”
The cats meowed so loudly Kobby couldn’t speak.
Kobby flapped wildly, confused.
Mr. Kwame smiled. “Kobby, meet the gossip blockers!”
Miss Abena giggled. “Are these your friends?”
“Yes,” Mr. Kwame said proudly. “They saved my life.”
After that day, Kobby was calmer.
He still whispered things like “Kwame snores like a donkey,” but now he said it while offering crackers to guests.
Mr. Kwame gave Kobby a small talk show on Facebook called “Kobby’s Corner: Chirps & Chips”, where he shared approved gossip. 🦜📱
It became a hit.
Miss Abena and Mr. Kwame became good friends. Then more. Then… jollof partne
The Moral of the Story 📘🧠
Be careful what you say around talking parrots.
They remember everything.
And if they find out your secrets... be ready to give them chicken nuggets forever 🍗😅
Or… teach them to gossip for views online. It’s the only way to survive.
The End. 🦜📂😂💥👑🎉
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