LordDominik
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An 8 year old boy walks into a whore house dragging a dead frog behind him on a string. He walks up to the desk, slaps $100 on the counter and tells the Madame, “I need a lady with herpes”. The Madame looks at him kind of funny and says, “Sorry kid, no dirty ladies”. The kid puts another $100 on the counter and says, “I need a dirty lady.” The Madame again says, “Sorry kid, no dirty ladies”. The kid puts another $150 on the counter and says, “Ok, that’s all the money I’ve got, $350. I need a lady with herpes.” The Madame lets out a sigh and says, “Ok kid, up the stairs, last door on the left”. The kid starts up the stairs, and a couple of hours later, comes back down, with a BIG SMILE on his face, still dragging this dead frog behind him. Just as he’s about to walk out, the Madame says, “Wait a second kid. I’ve got 2 questions. One, why did you need a dirty lady, and two, why are you dragging that dead frog behind you”? The kid stops for a second and says, “Well, it goes like this”. “When I get home tonight I am going to have sex with my babysitter and she’s going to get the herpes. When my mom and dad come home, my dad will take the babysitter home and have sex with her and then he’ll get the herpes. When he comes home he’ll have sex with my mom and she’ll get the herpes. When my dad leaves for work in the morning and the mailman comes my mom will have sex with the mailman and he’ll get the herpes and he’s the Son-of-a-bitch that killed my frog”!!!
< Message edited by LordDominik -- 6/24/2006 7:40:40 AM >
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