Irish Fight

[table][tr][td][size=13px]Into a Belfast pub comes Peter 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 is walking with a limp.hT9CH3v0c
"What happened to you?" asks Sean the bartender.Xm1U@V:H1R
"Jamie O Conner and me had a fight," says Peter.
5xgz(j$G "That little  trouble maker, O Conner," says Sean, " He couldn't do that to you, he must of had something in his hand."g[*n*H H
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"That he did," says Peter, "a shovel is what he had." @
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"Well," says Sean, "you should have defended yourself, didn't you have something in your hand?"
6M,f)@qGIf "That I did," said Peter, " Mrs O Conner's breast, a thing of beauty it was, but useless in a fight!"
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