Defective Parrot

Guy goes into a bar, and he has a miniature guy on his shoulder about a foot tall. Guy orders a drink for him, and one for his miniature companion.

The little guy jumps down off the Guy's shoulder, KICKS over the drinks, and runs up and down the bar kicking over ashtrays and generally raisin' 'ell, and then jumps back up on the Guy's shoulder.

"Say," says the bartender, I don't mind serving most anybody, but if your friend there can't behave, I'll have to ask you both to leave. Where did you get him, anyway??"

"Well," says the Guy, "one day I found a mysterious old antique, and I started cleaning it up. A genie appeared out of it, and granted me just one wish."

"So, what was it?"

"I wished for a 12" prick, and THERE HE IS!!"