When an old sailor retired from the navy, they would not discharge his parrot and allow him to take her home with him, because in England there are quarantine regulations to follow before allowing an animal import.   Sadly, the old sailor decided to have the old parrot put down rather than face the 6 months seperation. The person responsible for the act tried to place the parrot into a sack for transport and she bit him on the hand. He swung the parrot in the bag and banged it on the dockyard wall several times then plunged it into a bucket of cold water and held it there for a few minutes. There that ought to kill you he said with a smile. From the bag the parrot was heard to say in a loud strong voice "Who the fuck is on the wheel of this ship"?