>
> A precious little girl walks into a PetSmart store and asks, in the sweetest little lisp, between two missing teeth,
> "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."