Another e-mail I recieved.
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Do you have widdle wabbits?"
The shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabby or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over here?"
She in turn puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit."
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Do you have widdle wabbits?"
The shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabby or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over here?"
She in turn puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit."
