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"My God! What Happened to you?" the barman asked Kelly as he hobbled in on a crutch, and one arm in plaster.
"I got in a fight with Riley".
"Riley? He's just a wee fellow", the barman said surprised."He must have had something in his hand".
"That he did", Kelly said. "A shovel it was".
"Dear Lord. Didn't you have anything in your hand?"
"Aye, that I did........Mrs. Riley's left boob". Kelly said, "And a beautiful thing it was, but not much use in a fight".
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