A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little
"Excuthe me, mithter, where do keep the wittle wabbits?"
And the shop keeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level,
and asks, "Do you want a wittle white wabby or a soft and fuwwy black
wabby or maybe one like that cute wittle brown wabby over there?"
She in turn puts her hand on her knees, leans forward and says in a
"I don't fink my pyfon really gives a thit!"