Reminds me of a buddy of mine who lost his leg from just below the knee down due to a car accident when we were seniors in HS 1969 and so had to get an artifical lower leg. We all needled each other about everything, so after a while we started calling him "Maple Leg", when we knew he'd be cool with it and give it back to us about something. One day, another buddy of ours called him "Old Hickory". Our buddy with the artifical leg always talked out the side of his mouth like a gangster and had a gravelly voice. He look at us and said "You dumb moth******ers . If this was made out of maple or hickory, I wouldn't be able to lift it." Somebody said "Well, what is it made out of?" He said "How the f**k do I know, balsa or something I guess." Man, I still laugh about that 50+ years later. His wrestling career was over, but he still played baseball and later was a hammer in the local softball leagues.