Frog Blow-Job

Have you ever had a rough week?

One Friday afternoon, a man walks into a bar and says to the bartender,
“What a week! I need something to calm my nerves. What do you recommend?”

The bartender leans in, lowers his voice, and says,
“How would you like a blow job?”

The man’s eyes widen. “I’d love one!”

The bartender nods toward the back. “Walk down the hall, second door on the left. There’s a frog in there who gives the best blow jobs you’ll ever have.”

The man blinks, shrugs, and figures—why not?
He walks down the hall, opens the door, and sure enough, there’s a little frog sitting on a table.

He unzips, and the frog goes to work. And it’s incredible.
Best blow job he’s ever had.

Afterward, the man walks back to the bar, still catching his breath.
“That was unbelievable,” he says. “I’ll give you a hundred bucks for the frog.”

The bartender shakes his head. “Frog’s not for sale.”

The man ups it: “Five hundred.”
“Nope.”

“A thousand!”
The bartender sighs. “Sold.”

Driving home, the man can’t stop smiling. He walks in the door, frog in hand, and finds his wife in the kitchen.
“Look what I just bought!” he says proudly.

She eyes the frog. “What do you want me to do with that?”

He grins. “Teach it how to cook… and get the hell out!”