Hell slap it up ye, ye big glipe!
Away an' lavin' yer wee craytur behin' lek thon! The poor girl's that consarned be the whole business that she's thinkin' o' turnin'! I seen her meself at the mission stall outside the chapel in Derytrasna an' she was eyin' up a set o' glow-in-the-dark rosary beads!
So paint that on the side o' your Lambeg and play "Croppies Lie Down" wi' it!