So...I'm standing in the sand trap on the 8th hole getting ready try the shot when a frog hops up and goes "ri-bit, 9 iron". WHAT..a 9 iron, you idiot, I've got 50 bucks riding on this hole, you can't use a 9 iron from the sand trap. "Ri-bit, 9 iron". Well, you are a talking frog, and I'm already screwed, so what the heck. What do you know, I sunk the shot. I thank the little toad and he explains that he has been endowed with certain magical abilities. I take the little fellow home and treat him to some dinner..."ri-bit..dump Worldcom". WHAT..that stocks doing great...but if you say so. Made it out just in time. Me and this frog are making a trip to Vegas! As soon as we walk into the Casino I hear a whisper from my pocket..."ri-bit KENO". Bingo JACKPOT! I take the wonderfull magic amphibian from my pocket and give him a great big kiss and thank him for all the great advice. Then he sais, I have done so much for you, I wonder if I could ask a favor..please take me up to your room and make wild pasionate love to me. Maybe it was the gratefullnes or all the complimentary drinks, but I decided to indulge him. When we got to the room, he said he had one last magical ability to show me. With a roaring RI-BIT, he turned himself into a ravishing, nubile 17year old naked blonde... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . And I swear your honor, thats how she got into my bed.