A Pirate walked into a bar and the bartender said, “Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while. What happened? You look terrible.” “What do you mean?” said the Pirate, “I feel fine.” “What about the wooden leg? You didn’t have that before.” “Arr, 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?” “Arrrr, well” said the pirate, “One day we were at sea, and a flock of a big fat Albatross flew over. As I looked up, the bastard thing only went and shat in me eye didn't it, Arrrr!” “You’re kidding,” said the bartender. “You couldn’t lose an eye just from bird ****” “Arr, bejasus lad it was me first day with this feckin hook!”
