Twenty-eight people that are interested in being chased by a fucking leprechaun.” That joke will never get old, because his eyes are green and he has red hair—it was like God fucked him in every means possible, except in the ass. His glower was as evil as if the coin collecting, rainbow hopping shit himself. I give Troy a hard time, but he is damn good at the hunt. All of us are, but no one is better than me.
