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Rabbits
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A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp,
"Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?"
And the shopkeeper bends way down and puts his hands 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? Or maybe one like that cute wittle bwown wabby over
there?"
She in turn puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet
little voice, "I don't fink my pyfon weally cares."
Adopted
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After 50 years of wondering why he didn't look like his younger sister or
brother, the man finally got up the nerve to ask his mother if he was
adopted.
"Yes, you were son," his mother said as she started to cry softly. "but it
didn't work out and they brought you back."
Salesman
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The shoe dealer was interviewing a potential salesman.
"Suppose," he said, "a lady customer were to remark while you were trying
to fit her, 'Don't you think one of my feet is bigger than the other?' What
would you say?"
"I would say, 'On the contrary, Ma'am, one is smaller than the other.'"
"The job is yours."
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