A mate of mine with one arm and a claw wears an eye-patch when we go to the pub. He likes to get into conversations with strangers like,
'Hey mate, what happened to you?'
'Lost the hand coming off the Harley, mate. Got knocked off at an intersection.'
'Wow, bad luck mate. Lost the eye in the same accident?'
'No, mate. One day at the beach a seagull got me. Perfect aim those buggers.'
'And for that you lost a eye?'
'Yeah, well, it was just after I had the claw fitted.'
Oh, umm, probably need one or two of these