Ahh, leprechauns. Evil little fuckers, aren’t they? Always messing around with Jennifer Aniston and taunting kids with their delicious marshmellowy parts of a well balanced breakfast. You know that stuff is neither kid-tested nor mother-approved. I’m pretty sure this is similar to how St. Paddy got rid of all the snakes in Ireland. Except he ended up with a bowl of noodles instead of cereal. And probably a nice pair of boots and gloves as well.