“Give it a rest, ya big moaner,” Tadhg shot back with a snicker. “Maybe if you stopped trying to have a conversation with every old biddy that answers the door to ya, then you’d have gotten more houses done.” “I was being nice,” Ollie shot back, hurt. “I was using my manners.” “And I was using my brain,” Tadhg countered. “So quit complaining.” “But he gots more than me,” Ollie whined again. “Look, Joe, look…” “That just means that Tadhg’s going to be a whole lot fatter than you,”
