THE NEWT
A boy is walking down the street with a goldfish bowl which contains a newt. A man sees him and says:
“Hello, that’s a nice newt. Is he yours?”
“Yes”, says the boy
“And what’s his name?” asks the man.
“Tiny”, says the little boy
“Tiny?” says the man, “that’s a nice name. Why did you call him that?”
“Because he’s my newt.”
“Hello, that’s a nice newt. Is he yours?”
“Yes”, says the boy
“And what’s his name?” asks the man.
“Tiny”, says the little boy
“Tiny?” says the man, “that’s a nice name. Why did you call him that?”
“Because he’s my newt.”
