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  Wednesday, August 06, 2003


200 WORDS OR LESS:

DECEIVED!

 

Today's question comes from Northwestern University's Freshman admission application:

 

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We are often misled by the appearance of things, of people, even of ourselves. Write about an appearance that deceived you and analyze its significance to you.

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When I was nine, I saw a leprechaun. Unlike some losers, however, I actually caught mine. I was walking through the countryside, enjoying my evening constitutional...

 

[begin flashback]

 

Harv: Look! A leprechaun! I'm gonna catch him!

 

[brief struggle]

 

Harv: GOTCHA! Now give me the gold, you rotten little leprechaun!

 

Leprechaun: Let me go ya freakin' lunatic! I'm not a leprechaun! I'm a llama!

 

Harv: Gimme my gold!

 

Leprechaun: Look, you psychotic retard, why don't you try reading the sign over there? What's that say?

 

Harv: Llucky Llarry's Lleprechaun Farm.

 

Leprechaun: Llama Farm! What's the matter with you, you illiterate feeb? Are you some kind of Massachusetts school superintendent?

 

Harv: Ha! If you were really a llama, I'd be able to milk you. I'm pulling, but I don't see any milk.

 

Leprechaun: I'm not female.

 

Harv: Oops. Sorry.

 

Leprechaun: Believe me, I'm not that upset. [wink]

 

Harv: Hmmm... so how come you can talk?

 

Leprechaun: ...

 

Harv: Well?

 

Leprechaun: Baaaa?

 

Harv: That's a sheep.

 

Leprechaun: ...crap. Ok, gold's behind that stump.

 

Harv: Sweet!

 

[end flashback]

 

Turns out the "gold" was heavily-corn-fed llama droppings.

 

Lesson learned: never trust a sober Irishman. Or an Irishman, sober. I forget which.

 


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