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 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 love with Annie . 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 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-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!!!”