In a gravelly baritone, the pirate booms back, "Ay, maty! It was bitten off by Moby Dick!"
The little boy continues, "Mr. Pirate! Mr. Pirate! You have a hook for a hand!"
The pirate replies, "Ay, maty! Me hand was sliced off in a fight with Cap'n Blood!"
The boy goes on, "Mr. Pirate! Mr. Pirate! You have a glass eye!"
The pirate answers, "Ay, maty! A pigeon pooped in me eye!"
"But Mr. Pirate," the boy responds, "you don't lose an eye because a pigeon poops in it."
The pirate says, "You do, me lad, if you have a hook for a hand!"
Answer: Chelsea Clinton
"No, I don't," he replies.
The duck asks again, "Do you have any grapes?"
The bartender's voice rises as he says, "No, I just told you I didn't!"
The duck asks a third time, "Do you have any grapes?"
The bartender angrily responds, "If you ask me that one more time, I'll nail your bill to the bar!"
The duck thinks for a few seconds and then asks, "Do you have any nails?"
"Absolutely not!" yells the bartender.
The duck responds, "Do you have any grapes?"
"No!" his best friend cries out. "Don't do it!"
"Shut up!" the man scowls. "Your next!!"
Two years later, the man hears another knock on the door. (Knock, knock.) He opens it and the snail says "What was that all about?"
Answer: A crumby mummy.
Two. One to screw it in, and one not to screw it in.
"Not that lonely," she replies.