Was told that a precious little girl walked into a pet shop last Saturday
(the day before Easter) and asked, “Excuthe me, thir, do you have any widdle
bunny wabbits?”
The shopkeeper’s heart melted. He got down on his knee so that he was on her
level, and said, “Do you want a widdle white wabbit or a thoft, fuffy bwack
wabbit, or one like that widdle bwown wabbit over there?”
The little girl blushed, rocked on her heels, put her hands on her knees,
leaned forward and replied, “I don’t weally fink my pyfon cares.”
[Thanks Ken, for the smile]
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Dr Bob Griffin
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“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”