One day an Irishman meets a leprechaun counting his pot of gold while wandering through the forest. The leprechaun says, "if ye promise not to tell anyone where I keep me gold, I'll grant ye three wishes!"
"I promise on me ma's grave!" said the Irishman.
"One thing, though. Whatever ye wish for, your worst enemy will receive in double. So choose wisely," said the leprechaun.
"I wish for a million pots of gold, and a beautiful redheaded lass to make my wife," said the Irishman."
"That's only two," responded the leprechaun.
"I have a question before I make me last wish. How painful is the removal of one testicle?"
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