I'm reminded of the little Tommy who,when his teacher asked him who wrote the bible, said "I don't know andI don't give a thit". His teacher made him bring his paw to school the next day and she told paw about the problem. He wanted to see exactly what happened so she made Tommy come up to the front of the class and once again asked him "who wrote the bible?". The little boy gave the same answer. Paw, red faced, rushed over to the boy, grabbed him by the collar, and hollered, "Boy, if you're the one what wrote that thing, you best own up to it."
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 gets down 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?"
The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice: "I don't fink my pyfon really giveths a thit."