The Seer

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Two pirates ran into each other in a tavern and after the initial greetings, one said to the other, “Good Lord, Patrick, what happened to you?” “I suppose you’re talking about my pegged leg.” “I certainly am.” “Well, a few months back, I was out on the rigging and fell into the water. Before I could get back onboard, a shark attacked me and now I’ve got the peg.”

“What happened to your hand then?” “Oh, you’re referring to the hook. Well, I ran into a young swashbuckler recently and you know how it is. We started to fight and since I’m not swashing and buckling as well as I once did, he slashed off my right hand. Now it’s the hook.” “And what about your eye?” “You’re referring to the patch over my eye? Well the old sawbones had just fixed my arm up when a fly landed on my face and that was it, I lost my eye.”

“Excuse me,” his friend said somewhat bewildered, “I can understand how you lost your leg through a shark attack, and your hand through a duel with a younger man, but I can’t see how you could lose an eye just through a fly landing on your face.” “You would if it was your first day with a hook!”