A little seven-year-old girl, with blonde ringlets, blue eyes, and rosy red cheeks walks into a pet shop one day and walks up to the counter.
‘Excuse me, do you have any wittle wabbits?’ she lisps to the pet shop owner. The pet shop owner walks around the desk and leans over to the little girl. ‘Would you like a wittle white wabbit or a wittle black wabbit?’ He asks her. The little girl says, ‘I don’t think my python givth a thit.’