Any good Irish or golf jokes? Here’s mine: A man took a golfing vacation in Ireland. He hit a wild shot into
Thursday, October 15th, 2009a deep thicket. After much searching, he finally found his ball laying next to a leprechaun. The little guy had been hit on the head by the ball and was out cold. The golfer revived the leprechaun and upon waking, he said “What happened?” The man said, “I must admit that my golf ball hit you on the head. You weren’t breathing, so I gave you mouth to mouth. I am terribly sorry for hurting you.” The leprechaun was touched by the man’s honesty and kindness, so he offered him three wishes. The golfer declined, saying he was just blessed knowing that the leprechaun would be OK. After the man left to continue his game, the leprechaun decided to grant him three wishes any way, and gave him what the leprechaun himself would have wanted: 1) A great golf game 2) Endless wealth and 3) A great sex life.
A few years passed and the same golfer took the same vacation and hit the same wild shot into the same thicket, and after much searching, ran into the same leprechaun……..
The greeted each other. The leprechaun asks, “So how have you been? How’s your golf game?”
The man said, “It is amazing! I hit under par every time I golf.”
“And how is your financial situation?” asked the little man.
“Well, funny you should ask. It is the strangest thing, but every time I put my hand in my pocket, I pull out a hundred dollar bill,” said the golfer.
“That’s wonderful,” said the leprechaun. “And if you don’t mind me getting personal, how has your sex life been?”
The golfer got red in the face and said, “Well, it’s OK.”
The leprechaun was astounded. The other wishes came true–what happened to this one? “What do you mean OK? How many times do you have sex in a week?”
“Oh, maybe three or four times.”
“Only three or four?” cried the leprechaun.
The golfer replied, “Well, I didn’t think that was too bad for a priest with a small parish…”
John
