Thread: A game of Frogger

A boy walks into a whorehouse dragging a dead frog
on a string behind him, slaps a hundred-dollar bill on the counter,
and says,

"I want one of your women."

The madam looks at him and says,

"Don't you think you're a bit young for that?"

He slaps another hundred on the counter and says,

"I want one of your women."

The madam says "okay, have a seat, she'll be down in about twenty
minutes."

He slaps another hundred on the counter and says,

"She has to have active herpes."

The madam starts to sputter and ask why, but he slaps another hundred
on the counter and says "active herpes." she responds,

"Okay, have a seat...it'll be about ten minutes."

Ten minutes later, a woman comes out, they go upstairs (dragging this
dead frog) and do their deal...

As he's leaving, the madam asks him

"Okay, why did you want someone with active herpes?"

The kid replies...

"When I get home, I'm going to screw the babysitter, and when mom and
dad get home, dad will take the babysitter home and screw her on the way.
When he gets back, he and mom are going to go upstairs and screw.
And tomorrow morning after dad goes to work,
the milkman will come in and mom will screw him, and he's the bastard that ran over my frog."