Leprechaun luck runs out...

"There has to be something that'll change yer mind?" pleads the Leprechaun, "How about if ye guess my name I'll..." but you growl to cut him off again, "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" you say, losing patience, "I don't want anything to do with you!" you way, wrapping your arms around the plates and heaving yourself to your feet before turning away and waddling back to the couch to try and get rid of the unwanted pest hounding you. You plop back down onto the couch, and reach for the next burger...

Which suddenly is not a burger and is instead a green clad fairy. "Oops, looks like you caught me lad, guess you get another three wishes!" he says, smirking. At this point you've had enough. It's obviously by now that the Leprechaun is trying to pull you back into the game for his own amusement. Already knowing that anything you say now would be an excuse for him to get started ruining what is left of your life, instead, you decide to end it here and now.

"Hey, what are you..." begins the leprechaun, but before he can try anything else, you stuff him into your mouth and snap it shut against the struggling fairy, and swallow as hard as you can, feeling him kicking and struggling all the way down to your stomach. You let out a belch, the movement giving you gas, and you grab a liter of soda and begin chugging it down, hoping to drown the little creep to shut him up. After a while the struggles start dying down and your stomach settles, and another belch brings up a cloud of green sparkles, hopefully signifying the end of your green tinted worries...

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