I have a friend, I name no names, who has a heart of pure, solid gold, and an African Gray Parrot named Snuggles.

If you don't know, African grays are the Einsteins of the parrot world. The actually understand what they're saying.

Two missionary ladies, dressed in their nice church clothes, with hats, came to my friend's house, claiming to have been sent by God.

My friend introduced them to Snuggles. One of the ladies said, "Birds are dirty". Which didn't sit well with my friend or her bird.

As my friend was getting the ladies glasses of water, she heard them arguing with her parrot. She says the bird was winning, but she may have been biased.

When my friend returned with the water, one of the church ladies said, "Your parrot's posessed."
My friend said, "Yes, but we like her that way."

Just then the parrot said, "Get out!" in the best Amityville Horror style and laughed in an appropriately sinister fashion.

The church ladies left in something of a hurry. One of them climbed over the back of the sofa on her way out of the house, so as to avoid the demon parrot.