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You don't have to tell me I rock but you can.

Admit it, clowns turn you on.

Created on 2004-06-26 17:12:31 (#3612406), last updated 2005-04-04

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Name:Crystal
Birthdate:06-12
Location:Signal Hill, California, United States
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I have a leprechaun named Nicholai. He lives on my head. As everyone knows, leprechauns are Irish (yes, I know his name is Ukranian but there's a very simple explanation for that...when his mother, also a leprechaun, named him, she was so drunk that she thought she was Ukranian) and as everyone knows, Irish are known for their drinking and their violent behaviour. So one day Nicholai had downed a few too many Guinesses, which is saying something because the little guy can sure hold his liquor. Anyway, he finishes his 86th bottle of Guiness (yes, the Irish can REALLY hold their liquor) when the buckle of his tiny leprechaun shoe got stuck in my hair. He kept pulling at it, chittering like a dizzy Irish squirrel and shaking his fist at my shoe. Wondering why Nicholai was pulling at my hair, I turned around quickly to look in a mirror to find out what was going on. Apparently, his tiny leprechaun head couldn't take the spin, and being as drunk as he was, he vomited (did you know leprechaun vomit is green? It makes sense, they're Irish) right there all over my head. I made him sleep in the kitchen sink.

Leprechaun puke does NOT wash out of hair easily. It was months before my hair stopped being green.

Finally, as winter approached, I began to feel bad for my poor Nicholai. The weather sink was cold and he was living off of food that got thrown down the drain. So I let him live on my head again where it was nice and cozy. I figured he had learned his lesson.

So one night while I was sleeping, Nicholai, of course, was sleeping on my head, and without my knowledge, he invited a few Smirfs over. Nine six-packs and a circle-jerk later, my hair is now blue-green.

And I'll be damned if I'm letting Nicholai live on my head anymore.
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