Rants and Raves

[teapeebubbles]

A precious little girl walks into a petsmart shop and asks,
in the sweetest little lisp, between two missingteeth,
"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 fuwwy,
bwack
wabbit, or
maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabbit over
there?"

She, in turn, blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her
knees, leans forward and says, in a tiny quiet voice,

"I don't think my python weally gives a thit."