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Post by DefTol on Mar 5, 2008 13:44:35 GMT 9.5
A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp:
"Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabiths?"
And the shopkeeper 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 bwack wabby?"
She in turn puts her hands on her knees, bends forward and says,
"I don't fink my pyfon gives a f**k!
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Post by Cullyn Of Cerrmor on Mar 5, 2008 21:34:34 GMT 9.5
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Post by zonked on Mar 6, 2008 10:10:25 GMT 9.5
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