02-08-2006, 05:04 PM
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 a bout 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 ge! t ! back, Dad will
take the baby-sitter home.
On t he way, he' ll j ump
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!!
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 a bout 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 ge! t ! back, Dad will
take the baby-sitter home.
On t he way, he' ll j ump
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!!
life is a waste of time, time is a waste of life, so lets get wasted all of the time and have the time of our life.
