An old sea captain with one wooden leg, one hook replacing a missing
hand, and one
missing eye goes into a bar.
The sailor sitting next to him says, "You're really in bad shape. What
happened to your
"I fell overboard," says the Captain, "and before my mates could pull
me aboard, a shark
bit it off."
"Terrible," says the sailor. "And what happened to your hand?"
"We attacked a man-o'-war," says the Captain, "and one of the
attackees chopped it off
with a saber."
"Awful," says the sailor. "And how did you lose your eye?"
"Seagull droppings," says the Captain.
"Amazing," says the sailor. "I didn't know seagull droppings could put
your eye out."
"Can't," says the Captain. "But it was my first day with the hook."