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A little girl walks into a pet shop and ask in the sweetest little lisps: "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?" And the shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level and asks: "Do you want a wittle white wabbit or a soft and fuwwy black wabby or maybe one like that cute wittle brown wabby over there?" She in turn puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet little voice: "I don't fink my pyfon weally gives a bleep." [img]modules/Forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif[/img]
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