"Please!" pleaded the frog. A wart popped and oozed down his oily skin. "If you don't kiss me, I'll be trapped in this form forever."
The princess looked doubtfully at the frog. Was she really to believe that this slimy creature was a rich prince transformed by the spell of an evil witch?
"Heeeeeell no! I ain't hittin' that," said the princess, and she sashayed over to Shaniqua to tell her that the frog be all up in her face, girlfriend.
"Damn!" said the frog, admiring her booty as she walked away. "I need to get me some o' that."
THE END.