>>10555317“”Oi’ll be honest with a ya, frog, me eyes are kinda broken, so I’ve got no idea what colour ya wearin’. But you look a little sad is what I mean.”
>[Sheila looks at the beer Keron Croakie is pushing across the table. It looks normal enough. What the heck’s a heifer bison?]“Come on, don’t worry about that silly stuff now, love. We’ll get in the ring again, I’m sure. Maye I'll be buying youse drinks next time.”
>[Sheila can tell Croakie is not in a great place. She tries to change the subject.]"Because oi, I saw ya match, mate. Real close one. Not much ya can do after getting choked, but. 'Specially by that chick's massive hands, ya know? Ya almost had her. I reckon you'll fit right in in that hardcore stuff.”