bigcumba
15th November 2008, 16:01
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest
little lisp, "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 fuvhy bwack wabbit, or maybe one like that cute widdle brown
wabbit over there?"
She puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet
voice, "I don't think my pet python Willy gifth a thit."
little lisp, "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 fuvhy bwack wabbit, or maybe one like that cute widdle brown
wabbit over there?"
She puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet
voice, "I don't think my pet python Willy gifth a thit."