goddess_nemesis
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A little girl walks into a pet store and asks with the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?"
And the shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so he's on her level and asks, "Do you want a wittle white wabby, or a soft and fuwwy bwack wabby, or maybe that cute wittle bwown wabby over there?"
The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans forward, and said, "I don't fink my pyfon really giveths a thit."
And the shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so he's on her level and asks, "Do you want a wittle white wabby, or a soft and fuwwy bwack wabby, or maybe that cute wittle bwown wabby over there?"
The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans forward, and said, "I don't fink my pyfon really giveths a thit."
