A young boy walks into a whorehouse dragging a crushed
frog on a string. He
goes up to the madam and says, "I'd like to have the
service of one of your young
ladies, but she's gotta have herpes."
The madam, taken aback by the boy, asks him, "Little boy,
why on earth would
you want to ruin your life at such an early age?"
The boy says, "I don't want
to explain, Either you help me out or I'll
go somewhere that will!"
The madam figures his money is better spent here than
somewhere else,
and takes him into the back to meet his lady.
About an hour later the boy, still
dragging the frog, tries to pay for
his time.
"Keep your money", said the Madam, "but I've just got to
know why
a boy your age wants herpes so badly. Won't you please
tell me?"
The boy takes
a deep breath and sighs. "Ma'am, you see this frog?"
"When I go home tonight, mom and dad are going out, and
the babysitter will
come over. And the babysitter will get herpes." Then mom
and dad will come home,
dad will take the babysitter home,
and dad will get herpes. "When mom and dad go to bed
tonight, mom will get
herpes. "Tomorrow, I'll go to school, dad will go to
work, and the
milkman will get herpes. "And the milkman," the boy
sobbed, "the milkman is the
son of a bitch who ran over my frog!"
