Yesterday afternoon was a welcome reception for all international students. At the reception, a group I'd been hanging out with started talking with Russell who's a Trinity student from Donegal in the north of Ireland (but still in the Republican, not in the part owned by England). The reception ended around 6:30, and we decided to go out for a drink with Russell. He led our group of about 9 to a nearby pub that has student drinks. Thus, the stage was set for the following story...
Emma Meets a Leprechaun
2 friends and I wandered down to the bathroom fairly late in the night. Ali and I waited outside while our third friend used the bathroom. We're having a nice little conversation through her stall door when out of another stall walks a little Irish man! He was probably 4 1/2 feet tall (I'm not even joking) and just tiny overall. He walked out of his stall and mumbled, "There are girls? I'm in the wrong place. I must be even more pissed than all of you."
Then the leprechaun walked out the door.
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