True story this time. When I was young we had a Myna (sp?) bird name Pete that was pretty smart. My mom would let him out of his cage and tell him to go wake my brother for school and Pete would fly down the hall calling my brother's name. He had several other tricks as well but the amount of words this bird could say was amazing and I swear he knew just what to say and when to say it for maximum effect. Now my parents didn't cuss and we have no idea where he picked the word up from but one day a preacher came to visit and as he was leaving he said a prayer. As soon as the preacher said A-men, Pete very loudly told the preacher, "Go to Hell." My mom scolded Pete and told him to be ashamed and Pete then said in a quite voice, "Be ashamed, be ashamed."
I had a cousin that lived out of town that would visit every couple of months. Her and her first husband John had split up and after a few months she started bringing her new boyfriend Ted with her when she would visit. Anyway, every time they came, Pete would ask them, "Where's John?". Ted sure hated that bird.