Dead Frog on a String

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One day, a 12 year old boy walks into a whorehouse
dragging a dead frog on a string. He stomps up to the
counter and says to the madam, "I wanna woman."

"I'm sorry," she says, "but we don't let boys your age
have a woman." The little boy slams a hundred dollar
bill down on the counter and says, "I wanna woman!" So
the madam asks him what kind of woman he wants.

"A skanky one," he replies. "I want her to have AIDS,
Syphilis, crabs, the works. I want the nastiest whore
in the place."

Offended, the madam says, "We don't have women like
that here." So the boy slams another hundred down, and
the madam points to a room down the hall and says "last
door on the right."

The boy walks down the hall, dragging his dead frog on
a string, and goes into the room. He screws the hell
out of the woman, and then leaves (still dragging his
dead frog on a string). Just as he's getting ready to
leave, the madam calls him over and asks why on earth
he would want someone so nasty.

"Well, it's like this," he says, "I'm gonna go home
about seven o'clock tonight, and I'm gonna have sex
with my babysitter. Then when mom and dad come home
about nine o' clock, dad's gonna take the babysitter
home, and he's gonna screw her. Then dad's gonna come
home, and him and mom are gonna go to bed, and they'll
screw. In the morning, dad will leave for work, and the
milkman will stop by, and mom will have sex with him.
Now here's where it all comes down you see!! I'm gonna
really get him, because the milkman is the one that
killed my damn frog!!"


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