Wabbits

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RobbieW

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A precious little girl walks into a pet shop 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.'
 
In similar vein . . .

(Just remember to rhyme "t**t" with "spot"... )

Bob calls his buddy Sam, a horse rancher, and says he's sending a friend
over to look at a horse. Sam asks 'How will I recognize him?' That's easy,
he's a midget with a speech impediment.' So, the midget shows up, and Sam
asks him if he's looking for a male or female horse. 'A female horth.'

So he shows him a prized filly. 'Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth'?
Sam picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over. Nith
eyeth, can I thee her earzth'? So he picks the little fella up again, and
shows him the horse's ears. 'Nith earzth, can I see her mouf'?

The rancher is gettin' pretty ticked off by this point, but he picks him up
again and shows him the horse's mouth. 'Nice mouf, can I see her t**t'?

Totally peed off at this point, the rancher grabs him under his arms and
rams the midget's head as far as he can up the horse's t**t, pulls him out
and slams him on the ground.

The midget gets up, sputtering and coughing. 'Perhapth I should rephrase
that; Can I thee her wun awound a widdlebit.

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Apols for the non-PCness and robust use of the language.
 
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