View Full Version : An Irish Fight

Loose rivets
24th Mar 2005, 05:11
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 sod, 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've 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.'

24th Mar 2005, 12:12
Reminds me of the time Paddy and Murphy went fishing off a bridge.

.....poor Murphy was rushed to hospital when his line got caught on the passing Dublin to Dundalk train