I worked with a chap who frequented the "Family and Naval" in Karangahape back a bit. He was prone to pop in and collect a jug (glass in those days)then retire down the back to read the local betting paper.
Well, one rainy day, he was doing the usual when another chap came up behind him, clouted him over the head with the glass jug he was carrying and said, " That'll teach you to stuff around with my wife........Oh shit, wrong guy" turned around and walked away.
He still had the head scar when I knew him.
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