[tumblindice]

Anyway, that defense might work.
Or ... she had a fake eye, terrible thing, lost it skeet hunting, OK?
And of course Oscar is Long John Silver, squared.

So on the day in question they squabble. He apologized, asked her to forgive him.
She suggests they hop in the sack for some make-up sex.
All right?

She says, “Would you like that?”
And he blurts out, “Wouldn’t I!”
OK?
So she’s hurt and angry, and yells at him, “Peg leg!”
And he whips out a Luger and shoots her.
Heat of the moment. There it is.

[Viking2002]

Kinda like the joke my late daddy used to tell: A guy with a wood eye goes into a bar and orders a drink. After a fashion, he looks down the bar and sees a fairly attractive girl sitting there, nursing a drink, but she has a pronounced cleft palate. He screws up his courage, walks down, and asks, "Excuse me, I noticed you were alone. Would you like to dance?" She brightens up and says, "Would I? Would I?" He barks back in anger, "Hare lip! Hare lip!"