St. Patrick's Day

The day after St. Patrick's Day in 2014, I met a leprocon. He was not very nice and he was kinda scary honestly. I had been in a park with a friend. Now I can't just come out and say what me and my friend had been doing in the park but our eyes were low and red and we were both hungry. A short, old man with red hair had been pacing back and forth right beside us. He was wearing a beat up tuxedo and a black top had with a green clover necklace. He was super drunk so when he tried to talk to us we couldn't understand him. He had said somthing about how somebody had stole his radio, so we just smiled and left. When we looked behind and this little leprocon was running right to us. I was scared to death even tho this guy was like 4 ft tall. I end up fighting him and get beat worse than I ever have in a one on one. While he was beating the cram out of me h was telling me to give him back his radio ( I honestly didn't steal it). And that is what happened when I met a drunk leprocon.