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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.”
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One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed a young girl standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names with small American flags mounted on either side of it.
She had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the her, and said quietly, “Good morning.” “Good morning Pastor,” she replied, still focused on the plaque. “Pastor, what is this?” she asked the pastor. The pastor said, “Well, it’s a memorial to all the other young men and women who have died in the service.”
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally, her voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked, “Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45″