May 04, 2009 10:45
"Saints above Man, what happened to you?!!?" the bartender asks Sean as he hobbles
into the bar, one arm in a cast.
"I got in a tiff with Riley," he replies.
"Riley?? He's just a wee fellow," the bartender says. "He must have had
a weapon in his hands."
"That he did," says Sean. "A shovel, it was."
"Dear Lord. Didn't you have anything in your hand??"
"Aye, that I did," replies Sean. "Mrs. Riley's left breast. And a
beautiful thing it was, but not much use in a fight..."