A pirate with a peg leg, a hook hand and an eyepatch walks into a bar.

The bartender says to him, "If you don't mind my asking, how'd you get that peg leg?"

The pirate answers, "Well, matey, I was knocked overboard during a terrible storm. I spent several hours clinging to a piece of flotsam before me ship found me, but not before a shark took me leg."

The bartender nods and asks, "What about the hook hand?"

The pirate answers, "A few months after I lost me leg, we were boarded by some Royal Marines. I got into a swordfight with one of them, and he managed to take me hand, but I took his life."

To complete the trifecta, the bartender asks, "and the eyepatch?"

An embarrassed look comes over the pirate's face, and he sheepishly says: "...A seagull pooped in me eye."

The bartender looks at him in confusion. "And you have to wear a patch because of that?"

The pirate rubs the back of his neck with his good hand. "Erm, kind of... it was me first day with the hook."

why would socioeconomic factors do this?

armor can be stylish and effective if done right....

When your tan lines become your outfit