Three men are sitting talking in a pub.
One of them asks his two friends a question:"If your girlfriend was a kind of bird, what would she be?" "That's easy," replies the first, "she'd be a Peacock because she's proud and beautiful and enjoys strutting around and attracting attention." "I know what kind of bird my girlfriend would be," says the second; "she'd be a Dove, because she is pure, virginal and peaceful." "What about you," they ask their friend - "what sort of bird would your girlfriend be?" "Well, she'd be a Thrush - 'cause she's an irritable cunt."
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