" Sharkfoolery "

 

An old sailor who’d had his leg bitten off by a shark many years earlier was complaining to his shipmates …

“My wooden leg sure gave me a lot of grief last night.”

“Oh, we’re sorry to hear that.”

… said his shipmates …

“What’s the problem?”

“Blimey, nothing’s wrong with the leg. It’s just that my wife kept hitting me over the head with it.”