Post by MK-M-GOBL on Feb 8, 2008 20:01:14 GMT
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp between two missing teeth,"Excuthe
me mither, do you keep widdle wabbit's?"
"As the shopkeeper's heart melt's, he gets down on his knees so he is on her level and asks,Do you want a widdle white wabbit, or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabbit, or maybe
one like that cute widdle bwown wabbit over there?"
She in turn, blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hand in her pockets and says in a tiny quiet voice," I don't think my python weally gives a thit."
me mither, do you keep widdle wabbit's?"
"As the shopkeeper's heart melt's, he gets down on his knees so he is on her level and asks,Do you want a widdle white wabbit, or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabbit, or maybe
one like that cute widdle bwown wabbit over there?"
She in turn, blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hand in her pockets and says in a tiny quiet voice," I don't think my python weally gives a thit."
