The Mayor was on vacation in Ireland and decided to go golfing. He came to the par 3 13th hole and hit a perfect tee shot for a hole- in- one, with that a leprechaun jumps out of a tree and says, "I'm the lucky leprechaun of the 13th hole and I grant you any wish"! The Mayor thinks for a moment and says "could you make my weenie a bit bigger"? Well by the time he reached the 14th tee it was hanging below his shorts. He continued to the 15th tee and by then it was dragging on the ground. By the time he made it to the 18th he could hardly make it to the tee. The Mayor went straight to the pro shop and asked if there was a way to fix it. The pro said that the only way to fix it was to return to the 13th and ace the hole to see the leprechaun again. After purchasing 5 buckets of balls the Mayor returned and frantically began hitting ball after ball until he finally made a hole- in- one. Again the leprechaun offered any wish. The Mayor looks at the leprechaun and says, "can you make my legs alittle longer"?