A man is playing golf in Ireland

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His tee shot slices into the woods and he hears a terrible crunch as the ball disappears. Thinking he killed someone the man races into the woods to find his ball.

He comes to a small clearing and finds a Leprechaun knocked out cold. The man splashes water on the Leprechaun's face and wakens him. As the man is apologizing for almost killing him, the Leprechaun is ashamed that he has been caught and tells the man he can ask for three wishes. The man tells him he cannot take the wishes and walks off, still apologizing.

The Leprechaun, fearing he will lose his title (apparently, it's not good form to get caught and not grant wishes) decides to grant the man his wishes anyway. He decides to improve the man's golf game, ensure fiscal happiness, and finally, grant him a great sex life. (After all, isn't that the hat trick we're all looking for.)

A few months later the man is out playing golf again when the Leprechaun joins him on the course. Again, the man apologizes for nearly killing him, but the Leprechaun stops him and asks how his game is. The man replies that his handicap has dropped 15 points, then knocks his approach shot to within 3 feet of the pin.

The Leprechaun asks about his finances. The man smiles and says "Every time I reach into my pockets, there's a fistful of cash there for me."

Pleased with himself, the Leprechaun asks him about his sex life. The man asnwers "Pretty good, about once or twice a week." The Leprechaun is furious and yells at the man, "What are you daft. I'm a Leprechaun for Pete's sake."

The man replies, "It's not bad for a priest in a small parish."