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 President looks around and doesn't see anyone. "Ribbit, 9 iron." He looks at the frog and decides to prove the frog wrong, puts his club away and grabs his 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 President decides to take the frog with him to the next hole "What do you think, frog?" the President asks. "Ribbit, 3 wood." Bill takes out a 3 wood and WHAM!, hole in one. The President is befuddled and doesn't know what to say.
By the end of the day, the President golfed the best game of golf in his life and asks the frog, "OK, where to next?" The frog replies, "Ribbit, Las Vegas." They go to Andrews AFB and fire up Air Force One file for clearance direct to Las Vegas, and arrive at 4 AM, still unnoticed, at a casino. Bill says, "OK frog, now what?"
The frog says, "Ribbit, roulette." Upon approaching the roulette table, the President asks, "What do you think I should bet?" The frog replies, "Ribbit, 300,000, black, 6." Now, this is a million-to-one shot to win, but after the golf game, Clinton figures what the heck. Whoosh! Tons of cash comes sliding back across the table. The President takes his winnings and his new buddy, First Frog (FF), and heads back to DC.
Bill sets the FF on a cushion on his desk in the Oval Office and says, "Frog, I don't know how to repay you. You've won me all this money, and I and the Democratic National Committee are forever grateful."
The frog replies, "Ribbit, kiss me." Bill figures, why not? Since after all the frog did for him, he deserves it. With a kiss, the frog turns into a gorgeous 25-year-old woman.
"And that, Mr. Starr, is how she ended up in my office."
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