Post by vhaeraun on Sept 1, 2005 8:13:36 GMT -5
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 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 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 son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG! "
>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 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 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 son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG! "
