Feelin' Irish

Well we're heading into what may be a three day St Patrick's Day weekend.

One fine day in Ireland, a guy is out golfing
and gets up to the 16th hole. He tees up
and cranks one. Unfortunately, it goes into
the woods on the side of the fairway. He
goes looking for his ball and comes across
this little guy with this huge knot on his
head, and the golf ball lying right beside
him.

"Goodness," says the golfer, and proceeds to
revive the poor little guy. Upon awaking,
the little guy says, "Well, you caught me
fair and square. I am a leprechaun. I
will grant you three wishes."

The man says "I can't take anything from you,
I'm just glad I didn't hurt you too badly,"
and walks away.

Watching the golfer depart, the leprechaun
says "Well, he was a nice enough guy, and he
did catch me, so I have to do something for
him. I'll give him the three things that I
would want. I'll give him unlimited money,
a great golf game, and a great sex life."

Well, a year goes past (as they often do in
jokes like this) and the same
golfer is out golfing on the same course at
the 16th hole. He gets up and
hits one into the same woods and goes off
looking for his ball. When he
finds the ball he sees the same little guy
and asks how he is doing.
The leprechaun says, "I'm fine, and might I
ask how your golf game is?"
The golfer says, "It's great! I hit under
par every time."
The leprechaun says, "I did that for you. And
might I ask how your money
is holding out?"

The golfer says, "Well, now that you mention
it, every time I put my hand in my pocket, I
pull out a hundred dollar bill."

The leprechaun smiles and says, "I did that
for you, too. And might I ask how your sex
life is?"

The golfer looks at him a little shyly and
says, "Well, maybe once or twice a week."

The leprechaun is floored and stammers, "Once
or twice a week? Is that all?!"

The golfer looks at him and says, "Well,
that's not too bad for a Catholic priest in
a small parish."

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