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Pastimes : Laughter is the Best Medicine - Tell us a joke -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Cheryl Galt who wrote (9071)	3/27/1999 5:14:00 PM
From: jmhollen	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 62549

A fellow, dodging a bit of work at the office, headed out for the links one sunny Friday morning.... As he tested his grip and swung his driver back and forth, a frog who was sitting at the corner of the 1st tee said, "Rrrrbbittt, 2-wood"! The golfer was stunned, but - after reconsidering the situation - took the frogs advise. He pulled out his 2-wood and layed his drive about 2 feet from the pin; followed by a put for an Eagle. Suffice it to say, the frog spent the rest of the round perched on the seat of the fellow's golf cart - sipping ice tea and providing tips. The golfer came in "8-under", breaking par for the first time in his whole life. Absolutely beside himself, he immediately made reservations for Las Vegas - and took the frog with him "First Class" all the way..!! At the tables and slots, the frog was right on the money again. Soon the golfer was awash in bright blue chips and silver dollars. He immediately made arrangements for a room change, to the Penthouse Suite, for the rest of the weekend..! With a Dom Perignon bottle in one hand and the frog in the other, he stepped into the private, glass-enclosed, exterior elevator. On the way up to the room in he mused and inquired, "..Well, frog - you've been absolutely great, and there's no way I'll ever be able to repay or thank you enough.."! As the elevator door opened into the Penthouse foyer, the frog - who had been pensively been considering it's options - said, "Rrrrrbbitt, Kiss me.."!! Well I mean "Hey", when your 8-under and a half-a-Mill ahead - what the heck; so, our starry-eyed golfer bent down and laid a big one on the friendly frog! Monday morning, at the arraignment before the local Magistrate, the distraught man, brow furrowed, suit rumpled, and furtively wringing his hands, stated.... "..That's exactly how it happened.., your Honor!! Why else would a man in my position be found with a 15-year-old blonde, nude, in a Circus Circus Penthouse suite. I swear,...it's the truth, the whole truth, and absolutely nothing but the truth, - or my name isn't William Jefferson Clinton".