A young boy walks into a brothel holding a dead frog. He asks the lady at the front desk "Where is your nastiest most diseased wh***?" She points down the hall to the last door on the right, then asks "Why do you wanna screw her and what's with the frog?" So the boy says "I am going to screw the wh*** then I am going to screw my babysitter who will then screw my father who will screw my mother who screws the mailman who will screw our maid; and that's the B**** who ran over my frog!"