Howl yer whist there guest. Didn't I meet yer man himself wan night when I got lifted and they tuk me to the Crum. In he walks. Says he, "I'm Teribus Paddy, what's your name?" Some interogatin' technique boy. Sure I was fucked right there. I hadn't a barney what he was gettin' at. Then he beat me about the face and neck with a lump of a phone book. Says he, "that'll leave no mark and be better for your complexion into the bargain." Thank Christ it wasn't The Complete works of Shakespeare. But I have to say he was very polite when he beat you even though we were lesser mortals and deserved every second af it.