Guest guest Posted April 12, 2002 Report Share Posted April 12, 2002 Into a Belfast pub comes Paddy Murphy, looking like he's just been run over by a train. His arm is in a sling, his nose is broken, his face is cut and bruised and he's walking with a limp. " What happened to you? " asks Sean, the bartender. " Jamie O'Conner and me had a fight, " says Paddy. " That little shit, O'Conner, " says Sean, " He couldn't do that to you, he must have had something in his hand. " " That he did, " says Paddy, " a shovel is what he had, and a terrible lickin' he gave me with it. " " Well, " says Sean, " you should have defended yourself, didn't you have something in your hand? " " That I did, " said Paddy. " Mrs. O'Conner's breast, and a thing of beauty it was, but useless in a fight. " ¸..·´¨¨)) -:¦:- ¸.·´ .·´¨¨)) ((¸¸.·´ ...´ -:¦:- Janet -:¦:- -:¦:- ((¸¸.·´* Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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