The Bouncer, Do You Know Who I Am?

We come up to dublin as a horse boy and you'll regret the day you turned us away. That line would usually put any bunter on his place, but rorry was albusy bringing his own security with him,. And they'd never heard of us. So we walked away like coal fockers and went around the side to half moon street and kicked in the window of that cellar. We both crawled in pitch darkby tangy smell of sour porter. But there was folk and lods of em running around the floor. I could hear them scuttling, those mice in here. Keran started panic and his terrified. A mice down and pull up your