A golfer 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 his cart and poured some over the leprechaun's head, reviving him.
"Aargh. What happened?" The little guy said.
"I'm afraid I hit you with my golf ball," the golfer said.
"Oh, I see. Well you got me fair and square. You get three wishes, so what would you wish for."
"Thank God you are alright," the golfer answers in relief. "I don't want anything, I'm just glad you are alright, 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 needs......and a fantastic sex life."
A year goes by and the golfer is back. On the same hole, he hits a bad drive into the woods and the leprechaun is there waiting for him.
"Twas me that made you hit that golf ball here," the little fellow says. "I just wanted to ask you how your golf game is?"
"My game is fantastic," the golfer answers. "I'm an internationally famous golfer now." He adds,"By the way, I'm glad to see your OK now."
"Oh I'm fine now, thank you. I did that for your golf game you know. And tell me, how's your money situation?"
"Why its just wonderful," the golfer states. "When I need money I just put my hand in my pocket and pull out 100 Euro notes I didn't know I had."
"I did that for you too. And tell me, how's your sex life?"
The golfer blushes and turns his head away in embarrassment and says shyly, "Its 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 and whispers, "Once, sometimes twice a week."
"What?" responds the leprechaun in shock."That's all, only once or twice a week?"
"Well," said the golfer, "I figure that's not bad for a Catholic Priest in a small Parish."