Reminds me of a time I went on a missionary expedition to Paisley & Westerhaille (sic). The local residents association in Paisley were offering home contents insurance along with a guarantee that in most cases, your belongings would be found and returned within 24 hours.
I've also been known to freak out some unsuspecting burd who doesn't know I have a missing finger with the judicous use of ketchup and a sharp knife when I offer to slice some lemon for their drink. ...or, again with the ketchup, letting them think they jammed my finger in a door. Barrel of ****in laffs at a party me.
Have you ever poked your hand up her fanny and screamed "it bit me...the bastard bit me" as you pulled it out ?
Now I don't know if Gambol's missing a finger in real life, or if he's posting in the character of his cartoon avatar.