Irish joke

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 >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 shit, 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 have 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."