There was this little boy about 12 years old walking down the sidewalk,
dragging a flattened dead 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 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 penicillin
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 dead frog behind him.
Ten minutes later he came back, still dragging the dead 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 to 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 S-O-B who ran over my FROG."
