A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks, “Excuthe me, do you have any widdle wabbits?”
The shopkeeper’s heart melts, he gets down on his knees so he’s on her level, and says, “Do you want a widdle white wabbit or a thoft, fuffy bwack wabbit, or one like the widdle bwown wabbit over there?”
The little girl blushes and rocks on her heels, puts her hands on he knees, leans forward and whispers…”I don’t fink my pyfon gives a phuk.”
2 comments:
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Jessica, U should have a manager. Much better than being in the dark and handling yourself.
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