Another funny story
Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:27 pm
Into a Belfast pub comes Paddy Murphy, looking like he'd 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."
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."