WHAT!?

"Yes", nods the leprechaun ... and says nothing more.

"What are you ... oh, no", you trail off as it sinks in. He really is playing Twenty Questions! "Could we change this game?", you ask him as another stitch rips free somewhere in the pants that have vanished below your equator.

"No", he replies with a twinkle in his eye, "an' now ye've got but eighteen questions left."

With a sigh, you struggle to your feet. Time to start rationing your questions. "All right. Is your gold inside the castle?"

Smilingly, your tiny tormentor replies ...

Written by Wanderer

"Yes"

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