I should say that both sides had got their bellyful of fighting.
A bellyful invariably of potatoes, and generally turf for fuel from a bog.
"Hope they've got a bellyful by this time," I said bitterly.
I swallowed a bellyful of it, too, and the water—if you'll believe me—was quite fresh.
A bellyful is a bellyful, no matter what kind of meat is taken.
Anything you got ...