A British pilot was shot down behind enemy lines…
A British fighter pilot was shot down over German occupied airspace and was captured by the Nazis on the ground.
He was beaten up pretty bad in the dogfight and parachute landing, and they had to amputate his leg, so he begged them “Please, if you have to take my leg, can you drop it over my dear London the next time you send a bombing mission?”
The Nazis figured there was no harm in it and the leg was dropped in the next raid.
A week later, his other leg succumbed to his injuries and had to be amputated, and again, he asked his captors to drop in over London on the next raid, and again they obliged.
The next week his left arm succumbed to injuries and it was amputated. Again, he asked the German guards to have it dropped over his hometown on the coming raid. The Germans agreed.
The week after that, the pilot’s right arm needed to be amputated. “Well,” begins the Brit, “could you just…”
The German snapped, “Nein!”
The pilot asked, “Why not? You’ve done it before!”
The German replied, “But now we think you are just trying to escape!”