THE PRINCE AND THE PEE

Once upon a time there lived a handsome prince.

“If you call this living,” thought the prince.

You see, the Prince had an enlarged prostate, which meant he had to pee quite often, interrupting his princely pursuits, such as polo and ribbon-cutting ceremonies. Most commoners can’t relate to polo, but who doesn’t like cutting a big red ribbon with a big, sharp pair of scissors?

The Prince’s sleep was interrupted every night by hourly trips to the bathroom, so he found himself dozing off during High Tea the next day.

The Royal Urologist monitored the prince’s prostate once a day. The Prince thought this was a little unnecessary, but the doctor would just giggle that weird giggle of his and say, “in for a penny, in for a pound!”

“Why am I cursed with this gargantuan prostate, doctor?” asked the Prince, throwing an impromptu pity party for one.

“If I may say so, Your Majesty is no spring chicken.”

“You may,” said the Prince, although he wanted to give the doctor 20 lashes.

It was true: a spring chicken, the Prince was not, although he was pretty spry for a 75-year old man. He was first in line for the throne, but his father, the King, just kept living, and living, and then living some more..

Then one day while the Prince was strolling in the Royal Wood, he came upon a talking frog. She said, “You may not believe this, but if you kiss me, I will turn into a beautiful Princess.”

“I wasn’t born yesterday,” said the skeptical royal.

“You’re telling me,” said the frog. “What are you, pushing 80?”

“75,” he answered. “If that’s not to your liking, why do you want me to kiss you?”

“Im a frog,” she said. “I can’t be choosy.”

“That makes sense.”

The Prince lifted the frog up to his lips and the two French-kissed for several minutes.

“Nothing’s happening,” said His Majesty.

“Give it time.”

They made out for another 20 minutes, and then the Prince had to pee. so he excused himself and headed toward the castle.

“Same time tomorrow?” the frog called out?

“Right after my prostate exam!” said the Prince, with a new lightness in his step.