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Being that I'm HALF Irish, I claim special expertise in the doings of Leprechauns. Indeed, to preserve this endangered species, I have set aside my backyard as a LEPRECHAUN WILDERNESS PRESERVE. From time to time, after drinking too much diet Mountain Dew, I think I see a glint of light coming from my back yard, reflected off my antequated computer monitor. But every damn time I turn around to see the source of this occult light, I see nothing but backyard blackberry brambles, waiting to be trimmed. Deep down though, I know it to be from the gold that the little bugger is furtively clutching...
But you must understand, the density of the blackberry brambles acts as the perfect habitat for such a creature, being at the top of the food chain and having no natural predators. Indeed, we should actually EXPECT the total lack of bones, bodies, teeth, and clear photographs of my backyard Leprechaun.
Leprechaun lore goes way, way, back in the oral tradition of MY PEOPLE, so for you to dispute my musings on Leprecauns makes you a big meany-head, and borders on racism.
Don't make me grab my shillelagh..
But you must understand, the density of the blackberry brambles acts as the perfect habitat for such a creature, being at the top of the food chain and having no natural predators. Indeed, we should actually EXPECT the total lack of bones, bodies, teeth, and clear photographs of my backyard Leprechaun.
Leprechaun lore goes way, way, back in the oral tradition of MY PEOPLE, so for you to dispute my musings on Leprecauns makes you a big meany-head, and borders on racism.
Don't make me grab my shillelagh..
