A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp,
**“Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?” **
And the shopkeeper gets down one his knees, (so that he’s on the same level with her), and asks,
**“Do you want a wittle white wabbit or a soft and fuwwy bwack wabbit?” **
She in turn puts her hands on her knees, bends forward and says,
“I don’t fink my pyfon weally cares.”
Re: rabbits.
heard it b4... good thu