
04-08-2002, 05:18 PM
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A golfer in Ireland hit a bad hook into the woods.
Looking for the
ball, he discovered a Leprechaun flat on his back, a big bump on his head,
and the golfer's ball beside him. Horrified, the golfer took his water
bottle
from his belt and poured it over the little green guy, reviving him.
"Arrgh! Wha happen?" the leprechaun says. "Oh, I see. Waal, ye got me
fair and square. Ye get three wishes. Whaddya want?"
"Thank God, you're all right!" the golfer answers in relief. "I don't
want anything. I'm glad you're okay, and I apologize. I didn't mean to hit
you." And the golfer walks off.
"What a nice guy," the leprechaun says to himself. "But it was fair and
square that he got me, and I have to do something for him.! I'll give him
three things I would want --- a great golf game, all the money he ever
needs,
and a fantastic sex life."
A year goes by (as it does in jokes like this) and the golfer is back,
hits another bad ball into the woods and finds the leprechaun waiting for
him. "'Twas me that made ye hit the ball here," the little guy says. "I
wanted to ask ye, how's yer golf game?"
"That's the first bad ball I've hit in a year! I'm a famous
international golfer now," the golfer answers. "By the way, it's good to see
you're all right."
"Oh, I'm fine now, thakee. I did that fer yer golf game. And tell me,
how's yer money?"
"Why, I win fortunes in golf. But if I need cash, I just reach in my
pocket and pull out $100 bills all day long."
" I did that fer ye. And how's yer sex life?"
"The golfer blushes, turns his head away in embarrassment, and says shyly,
"Errr, all right, I suppose."
"C'mon, c'mon now. I'm wanting to know if I did a good job. How many times a
day?" Blushing even more, the golfer whispers, "Once -sometimes twice a
week."
"What!" says the leprechaun in shock. "That's all? Once or twice a
week?"
"Well," says the golfer, "I figure that's not too bad for a Catholic
priest in a small parish."
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