A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest
little lisp between two missing teeth, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep
widdle wabbits?"
As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees so that he's 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 hands on her
knees,leans forward and says, in a quiet voice,
"I don't think my python weally gives a thit."

 

 

lol