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Baile Átha Cliath. Lár na Cathrach sa bhliain 1901:

D'éirigh Máire Bean Uí Mhurchú go luath agus díreach léi chuig seomra a hiníne.

"Cad a cheap tú faoin bhfear nua aréir a stóirín?" ar sise.

"Oh a Mhamaí, nílim cinnte. Tá sé deas go leor i slí amháin, ach i slí eile, nílim cinnte" arsa Úna.

"Bhuel tá post aige. Tá airgead aige. Tá sé mór, óg, singil agus tá cuma an-deas air" arsa a Mháthair.

"Tá an ceart agat is dócha, a Mhamaí, ach ag an am céanna, tá eolas aige ar a lán amhrán driúisiúil. Gach amhrán salach, pornograificeach ar domhain. Tá gach bhéarsa de gach droch-amhrán ar eolas aige."

Chuir sé seo isteach ar Mhamaí. "Agus an raibh sé ag canadh na n-amhrán sin nuair a bhí sé amuigh leatsa ?"

"Ní raibh - ach bhí siad á bhfeadaíl aige!"

English (highlight below)

Dublin. In the city center in the year 1901:

Mrs. Mary Murphy got up early and went directly to her daughter's room.

"What did you think of the new man last night, my dear?" she said

"Oh Mommy, I'm not sure. He was nice enough on the one hand, but on the other I'm not so sure" said Úna.

"Well, he's got a job. He's got money. He's big, he's young, he's single, and he's good-looking," said her mother.

"You're right, of course, Mommy, but at the same time, he knows a lot of randy songs. Every dirty, pornographic, song in the world. He knows every verse of every nasty song."

That upset Mommy. "And did he sing these songs when he was out with you?"

"No...but he whistled them!"

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