Complain. Complain. Complain. So goes the story of Leprechronic. A figment of the imagination to some, but the real story of the world's tallest Leprechaun to others. Born in an imaginary countryside on the opposite side of the rainbow the same day New Kids on the Block was formed. Leprechronic stepped onto life's stage only to be put upon for the rest of his life. The son of a pint sized mother and father, his daddy a cow milker, and his mother a buxom barmaid, Leprechronic's troubles began in early elementary school, when none of his school clothes fit and he could not even put his knees beneath the desk at school. He was 5ft tall in kindergarten. Leprechronic was a genetic disaster. With parents at only 3'2", they disowned the giant leprechaun, and was sold to the circus for 20 pieces of silver and a xeroxed map to a nearby pot of gold. There in the circus, the crowds gawked and mocked Leprechronic until he turned to rap music to therapeutically soothe his soul, he has been quoted as saying, "Nothing soothes an aching heart like raps about cash and juicy butts."
Yo beeeeahhh beeeahh I am super excited about next weekend. Oh tell the assclown you sleep next to every night to check her myspace. Cause I am blowing her up with some great comments and gettin no love.
