Tim and Donal took their boat out to do some fishing when they get caught in a terrible storm and are dragged out to sea. All of their equipment, oars, etc. are lost in the storm and the two of them are left drifting aimlessly with no sign of rescue in sight. While they are floating along bemoaning their fate, Tim spots a bottle in the water alongside the boat. He pulls it out and as he rubs the side of it to read the label a big puff of smoke appears and, when it clears, there stands a leprechaun. "And who are you?" says Donal. "I'm a leprechaun" says the leprechaun. "Leprechaun, me arse!" says Donal, ever the skeptic. "Prove it!" "Very well" says the little fellow, "I normally have the power to grant three wishes but for you and your attitude I'll only make it one." "Sure, sure" Donal says scornfully, "See all this water around us? Turn it into beer." With that, there's a thunderous roar a flash of lightning and when the calm returns the leprechaun is nowhere to be seen. But by the look of the water around them, he has certainly fulfilled the wish. The astonished Tim, who until now had been only an observer, scoops up a handful of the liquid and confirms its content. They are surrounded by miles and miles of the most delicious brew ever concocted. With that Tim turns to Donal in disbelief. "You ijit," he screams. " Now we'll have to piss in the boat!"

Dan