"What do you mean?" said the pirate, "I feel
fine."
"What about the wooden leg? You didn't have that
before."
"Well," said the pirate, "We were in a battle, and
I got hit with a cannon ball, but I'm fine now."
The bartender replied, "Well, OK, but what about that hook?
What happened to your hand?"
The pirate explained, "We were in another battle. I boarded
a ship and got into a sword fight. My hand was cut off. I got fitted with a
hook but I'm fine, really."
"What about that eye patch?"
"Oh," said the pirate, "One day we were at sea,
and a flock of birds flew over. I looked up, and one of them dropped some bird
poo in my eye."
"You're kidding," said the bartender, "you can't
lose an eye just from bird poo."
"It was my first day with the hook."
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