There was this little boy about 12 years old walking down the sidewalk dragging a flattened frog on a string behind him.
He came up to the doorstep of 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 to buy it,and I'm not leaving until I get it,"
The Madam figured, why not, so she t! ol! d 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 love 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 a baby-sitter. After they leave, my baby-sitter
will have sex with me because she just happens t! o ! be very
fond of cute little boys. She will then 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-sitter's, 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."