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That's curious, I thought, but decided to trust the frog. I pulled out a nine iron, and sunk a hole-in-one. Amazing! So I picked up the frog and headed to the fifth hole. I asked the frog what club to used and it said, 'Ribbit. Three wood.' I used that club and sunk another hole-in-one! I continued an amazing round of golf. At the end, I asked the frog where we should go next. 'Ribbit. Vegas.'
So we went to Vegas, and I asked the frog what we should do first. 'Ribbit. Roulette.'
So we went up to the roulette table, and I asked the frog how much I should wager. 'Ribbit. Three thousand dollars.'
It was a lot of money, but I ponied up anyway. Needless to say, I won big! I took my earnings and got the best room in the hotel. Once we were up there, I asked the frog if there was anything I could do to repay it. 'Ribbit. Kiss me.'
I figured, what the hell, it's just a frog. So I kissed the frog, and it turned into a 15-year old girl. That's how she ended up in my room, and if I'm lying, my name's not William Jefferson Clinton.
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A: A screwdriver turns in screws, and Clinton screws interns!
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