|The Widdle Wabbit|
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks, in the sweetest little lisp, "Do you keep widdle wabbits?
The shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks in a soft, gentle voice, "Do you want a widdle white wabbit or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby, or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over there?"
She puts her hands on her knees, leans forward, and says in a quiet whispered reply, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit."
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