A little Irish boy about 12 years old is walking
down the street 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 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'.
The boy 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
babysitter. After they leave, my babysitter
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 babysitter
home. On the way, he'll give her one in the car
and he'll catch the disease. Then when Dad gets
home from the babysitter'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!'