'What's de story, Anto? Where would yeh be goin' an no
bell on yeh bike?'
'Off to the chipper I am for the whole caboosh, Robbo.'
'
Will ye no be coming for a pint?'
'Havn't got a baldy. Me mot's tol' me I'm off the drink.'
'Ah, ya big long drink of water! Come on, jus' fer
one.'
'She's an eye like a stinkin' eel. Robbo.'
Two passers-by overhear this conversation and
one says to the other, 'What are they talking about?'
'They are talking Dublinese.' says the other.