| The Frog |
There was this little boy about 10 years old walking down the sidewalk
dragging a flattened frog on a string behind him. He walked up to a
house of ill repute and knocked on the door. When the Madam answered
it, she saw the little boy and asked what he wanted. He said, "I want
to have sex with one of the women inside. I have the money and I'm not
leaving until I do."
The Madam figured, why not, so she told him to come in. Once in, she
told him to pick any of the girls he liked. He asked, "Do any of the
girls have any diseases?" Of course, the Madam said no. He said, "I
heard all the men talking about having to get shots after making it with
Amber. THAT'S the girl I want!" Since the little boy was so adamant
and had the money to pay for it, the Madam told him to go to the first
room on the right. He headed down the hall dragging the squashed frog
behind him. Ten minutes later he came back, still dragging the frog,
paid the Madam,and headed out the door.
The Madam stopped him and asked, "Why did you pick the only girl in the
place with a disease, instead of one of the others?" He said, "Well, if
you must know, tonight when I get home, my parents are going out to a
restaurant to eat, leaving me at home with my baby-sitter. After they
leave, my baby-sitter will have sex with me because she just happens to
be very fond of little boys. She will get the disease that I just
caught. When Mom and Dad get back, Dad will take the baby-sitter home.
On the way, he'll jump the baby-sitter's bones, and he'll catch the
disease. Then when Dad gets home from the baby-sitters, he and Mom will
go to bed and have sex, and Mom will catch it.
In the morning when Dad goes to work, the Milkman will deliver the milk,
have a quickie with Mom and catch the disease, and HE'S the
son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG!"