The leprechaun and the golfer
A golfer playing in Ireland hooked his drive into the woods. Looking for his ball, he found a little Leprechaun flat on his back, a big bump on his head and the golfer’s ball beside him.
Horrified, the golfer got his water bottle from the cart and poured it over the little guy, reviving him.
‘Arrgh! What happened?’ the Leprechaun asked.
'I’m afraid I hit you with my golf ball,’ the golfer says.
'Oh, I see. Well, ye got me fair and square. Ye get three wishes, so whaddya want?’
'Thank God, you’re all right!’ the golfer answers in relief. 'I don’t want anything, I’m just glad you’re OK, and I apologize.’
And the golfer walks off.
'What a nice guy,’ the Leprechaun says to himself.
I have to do something for him. I’ll give him the three things I would want… a great golf game, all the money he ever needs, and a fantastic sex life.’
A year goes by and the golfer is back. On the same hole, he again hits a bad drive into the woods and the Leprechaun is there waiting for him.
'Twas me that made ye hit the ball here, ’ the little guy says. 'I just want to ask ye, how’s yer golf game?’
'My game is fantastic!’ the golfer answers. 'I’m an internationally famous golfer now.’ He adds, 'By the way, it’s good to see you’re all right.’
'Oh, I’m fine now, thank ye. I did that fer yer golf game, you know. And tell me, how’s yer money situation?’
'Why, it’s just wonderful!’ the golfer says cheerfully. 'When I need cash, I just reach in my pocket and pull out $100 bills I didn’t even know were there!’
'I did that fer ye also.’ And tell me, how’s yer sex life?’
The golfer blushes, turns his head away in embarrassment, and says shyly, 'It’s OK.’
'C'mon, c'mon now,’ urged the Leprechaun, 'I’m wanting to know if I did a good job. How many times a week?’
Blushing even more, the golfer looks around then whispers, 'Once, sometimes twice a week.’
'What??’ responds the Leprechaun in shock. 'That’s all? Only once or twice a week?’
'Well,’ says the golfer, 'I figure that’s not bad for a Catholic priest in a small parish.’
Good omens, the lost angel, chap 1.
So, when a Neil dropped the hint that ss2 would involve someone who lost their memory, for some reason I thought of Gabriel.
After the almost Armageddon, Aziraphale and Crowley set up a cottage somewhere outside the city and they decided to go to LA for a vacation (mostly because Crowley got bored of the simple and peaceful life in the countryside and the garden work).
And they ran into Gabriel.
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Chap 2
Saturn and Neptune by Voyager II
the umbrella academy but there’s no context
Expressive Snake Portraits by Ben Simon Rehn Capture Serpentine Elegance in Brilliant Hues
To the woman that inspired countless girls and people of color, we will never forget you.
You will always be in our hearts.
Thank you for going where no woman had gone before.
Nichelle Nichols 1932- 2022