Friday Night Rumble

"Come on then, I'll take you both, yeah you and your mate, you think you're hard but you're as hard as a baby's first shite, come on let's have a rumble, if he wasn't here carrying me off over his shoulder I'd be in that field right now, that stream wouldn't stop me, or that fence, I'd have you served up for my tea, I'll be baaaaaaaaaaaaacck"


At least I assume that was what he was shouting. In the end I had to carry him away.

For God's sake don't go large on this one. Trust me.