So I was golfing last week, and I was about to hit from the rough on the third hole when I heard a voice say “Ribbit…five iron…ribbit.” I couldn’t tell where it came from, but figuring it couldn’t hurt, I used my five iron, and landed on the green. On the next hold, I heard “Ribbit…three iron.” I used that club, and BAM!, hit the green again.
I looked around and saw a frog. The frog looked at me and she said, “I’m a lucky frog.”
I’m always looking for a great opportunity, so I took the frog to Vegas to make some easy money. We were cleaning up at the Craps table, the Roulette wheel and the Blackjack table. I was up almost $350,000! Everything that frog said was pure gold!
After six hours of gambling, the frog and I went back to the hotel room. That’s where she confided in me, “I’m actually a gorgeous 16-year-old girl trapped in a frog’s body. If you kiss me, I’ll be free.”
Figuring I owed her that for helping me out at the casino, I kissed the frog.
“And that, Your Honor, is how the 16-year-old girl ended up in my hotel room in Vegas.”
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