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From the files of the discerningly and astute Revenoor on the subject of a frog
and a golfer...

A man takes the day off from work and decides to go play a round of golf.
He is on the second hole when he notices a frog sitting next to the green. He
thinks nothing of it and is about to shoot when he hears,

'Ribbit, 9 Iron.'

The man looks around and doesn't see anyone. Again, he hears,

'Ribbit, 9 Iron.'

He looks at the frog and decides to prove the frog wrong, puts the club away,
and grabs a 9 iron. Boom! He hits it 10 inches from the cup. He is shocked.
He says to the frog, 'Wow that's amazing. You must be a lucky frog, eh?"
The frog replies,

'Ribbit, Lucky frog.'

The man decides to take the frog with him to the next hole.
'What do you think frog?'

'Ribbit, 3 wood.'

The guy takes out a 3 wood and, boom! Hole in one. The man is befuddled
and doesn't know what to say. By the end of the day, the man golfed the best
round of golf in his life and asks the frog, 'OK where to next?'

The frog replies,

'Ribbit ... Las Vegas.'

They go to Las Vegas and the guy says, 'OK frog, now what?'
The frog says,

'Ribbit, Roulette.'

Upon approaching the roulette table, the man asks, 'What do you think I
should bet?'
The frog replies,

'Ribbit, $3,000 ... black 6.'

Now, this is a million-to-one shot to win, but after the golf game the man
figures what the heck. Boom! Tons of cash comes sliding back across the
table. The man takes his winnings and buys the best room in the hotel. He
sits the frog down and says, 'Frog, I don't know how to repay you. You've
won me all this money and I am forever grateful.'
The frog replies,

'Ribbit, Kiss Me.'

The man figures, why not, since after all the frog did for him, he deserves it.
With a kiss, the frog turns into a gorgeous 18-year-old girl.

'And that, your honor, is how that girl ended up in my room, so help me God
... or my name is not William Jefferson Clinton.'

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