The shop keeper's heart melted. He got down on his knees so that he was on her level and said "Do you want a widdle white wabbit or a thoft, fuffy bwack wabbit? Or maybe one like that widdle bwown one over there?".
The little girl blushed, rocked on her heels, put her hands on her knees, leaned forward and whispered.......
"I don't wealy fink my pyfon gives a fuc".
Submitted by Vincent Booth
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