An elderly man is out walking on a sunny afternoon. As he crosses the meadow he hears a female voice say: “Sir, I would like to ask a great favour of you.”
Confused, he looks around and sees no one, only a frog sitting by the edge of the trail. “I must be going nuts,” he thinks, “there’s no one here.”
He continues on his way, but he hears the voice again. “Please, sir. Please help me,” it says this time.
Again all he sees is the frog looking straight at him. “Who said that?” he asks rather loudly.
“I did, sir,” the voice replies, “down here, I’m the frog! I was a beautiful 21-year-old Princess but a witch put a spell on me and turned me into a frog. Please help me.”
The old man picks up the frog and holds it in his hands. “But how can I help you?” he asks.
“The only thing that will break the spell is to have a man kiss me on the lips. Please do it for me, and then I will again turn back into a young princess and I will really make you feel young again. I will make great love to you.”
“Hmm,” says the man, as he closes his hand around the frog, “at my age,” he says, “I’d rather have a talking frog!”