Art Eatman
Moderator In Memoriam
Joh, it ain't the dying. That's the easy part. It's the pain and agony if you DON'T die that's the problem. That, and the frustration of missing various precious bodily parts.
Sorta like the two old pirates who meet up after several years. Dirk spies Sam, stumping along on his peg leg and having a hook instead of a right hand, as well as an eye patch.
"Sam, what happened to ye? Your leg, your hand, your eye?"
"Aw, a cannon ball took me leg clean off, on the Spanish Main. A Dutchman's cutlass got me 'and, in the Indies."
"Your eye, man! What happened?"
"Aye. Me eye. Well, I wuz checkin' the topsails, and a seagull pooped in me eye."
"How did seagull poop put out your eye?"
"First day with me 'ook."
Rehab Is Hell.
, Art
Sorta like the two old pirates who meet up after several years. Dirk spies Sam, stumping along on his peg leg and having a hook instead of a right hand, as well as an eye patch.
"Sam, what happened to ye? Your leg, your hand, your eye?"
"Aw, a cannon ball took me leg clean off, on the Spanish Main. A Dutchman's cutlass got me 'and, in the Indies."
"Your eye, man! What happened?"
"Aye. Me eye. Well, I wuz checkin' the topsails, and a seagull pooped in me eye."
"How did seagull poop put out your eye?"
"First day with me 'ook."
Rehab Is Hell.
, Art