leprechaun

A leprechaun did not just kill off my car in a hailstorm.

— Kathy Bryson

Are ya trying' to kill me, lass?" "Kill you? No." Maggie leaned closer, her hands drifting up and cradling his face as she rolled her hips again in one wicked pass. "Torture you? Maybe.

— Sara Humphreys

Are ya tryin' to kill me, Maggie?" Declan bit the words out and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. "Are ya wantin' to see a grown man beg?

— Sara Humphreys

Are you trying to seduce me or trick me?

— Kathy Bryson

Don’t pinch that guy’s ass. He’s a leprechaun.

— Kathy Bryson

Everything you’re telling me was just a story, and now it’s real.

— Kathy Bryson

Grabbing someone’s ass doesn’t count as capturing them!

— Kathy Bryson

Humph,' he said, with a disagreeable air, 'the universe does its work very quietly.' (“The Bogey Man”)

— A.E. Coppard

I asked her, dreamily, if we had met, and when she told me that we had not, I gave her a little finger wave, the type a leprechaun might offer a pixie who was floating by on a maple leaf. "Well, hi there," I whispered.

— David Sedaris

I don't care what you Yank say, cheese should not whiz.

— Janette Rallison