Into a Belfast pub comes Raditz, 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 barman.
“Jamie O’Connor and me had a fight,” says Raditz.
“That little twirp, O’Connor,” says Sean, “He couldn’t do that to you, he must have had something in his hand.”
“That he did,” says Raditz, “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 Raditz… “Mrs. O’Connor’s breast, and a thing of beauty it was, but useless in a fight.”
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