The monsters are out tonight, they're howling loud and the cave is cold, and Fred is telling herself a story.
Once there was a happy little cow. And the little cow said, "I want to go home." And the monsters said, "Sure. Here's your mama, come to take you home."
No, no, start again.
The monsters said, "Here's a warm snuggly blanket, little cow. We won't hit you. Why would we hit you?"
No. Start again.
And the man monster never came out to the stables, when he was drunk and his wife was away.
Start again, start again, start again.