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A sailor and a pirate are drinking at a waterfront bar and
they proceed to swap sea stories. The sailor notes the
pirate's peg leg, eye patch and hook.
"So tell me," asks the sailor, "how did you come to lose
that leg?"
"Arrgh," says the pirate, "'Twas a black squall swept me
overboard. Whilst in the water, a shark snapped me leg off
and I've had this peg leg ever since."
"Wow!" says the sailor. "And how'd you get the hook?"
"We was fighting at close quarters," says the pirate. "Some
scurvy dog with a cutlass hacked me hand off and I've had
this hook ever since."
"Amazing!" says the sailor. "And what about the eye patch?"
"Arrgh," says the pirate. "'Twas a seagull pooped in me
eye."
"A seagull?" asks the sailor, a bit incredulous.
"Well, I should explain," says the pirate. "'Twas me first
day with the new hook."
they proceed to swap sea stories. The sailor notes the
pirate's peg leg, eye patch and hook.
"So tell me," asks the sailor, "how did you come to lose
that leg?"
"Arrgh," says the pirate, "'Twas a black squall swept me
overboard. Whilst in the water, a shark snapped me leg off
and I've had this peg leg ever since."
"Wow!" says the sailor. "And how'd you get the hook?"
"We was fighting at close quarters," says the pirate. "Some
scurvy dog with a cutlass hacked me hand off and I've had
this hook ever since."
"Amazing!" says the sailor. "And what about the eye patch?"
"Arrgh," says the pirate. "'Twas a seagull pooped in me
eye."
"A seagull?" asks the sailor, a bit incredulous.
"Well, I should explain," says the pirate. "'Twas me first
day with the new hook."