THE THREE LITTLE PIGS
Narrated and Written By: Carol Eastwood
Disclaimer: Don't you think that just because I wrote this, the 'tale belongs to me. please. i'll get in trouble.
Anyway:
Once upon a time, there were three little piggies, and their mother. One day, the mom said, "My little piggies! Bad news has come! A hurricane is coming to town and...WILL KILL YOU ALL! Mua ha ha h-I mean, and you must flee." Yeah, that's it. Sorry...back to the story. So the three little pigs fled, built their own houses, and so on and so forth.
PIG ONE
"Knock, Knock," the wolf said, "I need shelter from the storm, and I am hungry!" "No wolf, this house is all mine, and I don't want to be eaten!" said the stupid-I mean smart little pig. So the wolf went on to the next house. Now, if you've ever read the original story, you know that the first pig made his house out of straw. "WHOOSH-hack hack-WHOOSH" went the storm, and knocked the little pig out of his wits. HA! Sorry, don't you think that's funny? ... ... Guess not.
PIG TWO
I hope the wolf is there, he is a very slow walker. Anyway... "Knock, Knock!" the wolf said, "I need shelter from the hurricane, and I also need lettuce!" "No, No, wolfie, this is my house, and my mom said never give lettuce to strangers! Or something like that..." the little pig replied. "He really didn't hear that from me, I am not a bad mom!" You are not even in this part of the story! You had your
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fifteen minutes of fame! "More like fifteen seconds!" That's better than nothing, now GO! ...Now let's keep reading, shall we? Now, if you've ever read this story before, blah blah blah, second pig made house out of sticks...(Which is dumber than a straw house,) and then the wolf went to the next house while the second pig got knocked out of his sneakers by the hurricane. THE END. No, I am only as they say pushing your arm...oh wait; I meant to say pulling your leg...
PIG THREE
...Umm, wolf, it's your line! "Oh, sorry, Knock, Knock!" said the wolf, "I need shelter, and I am hungry for some special salad!" "No wolfie, every pig knows that wolves put pigs in their salads!" the pig said. So, the wolf walked on. Now, you know that the third pig made his house out of bricks in the original, but this is NOT the original; therefore I say the third pig made his house out of lace. Yes lace. Get over it. Therefore, the third pig got tangled in his net-house when the hurricane passed through.
SWEET BAY
The wolf walked on to Sweet Bay, because that was one of the safe houses. There, he got shelter and a veggie burger. Why a veggie burger? You may ask, because you didn't know that the wolf was a vegetarian. Neither did the pigs. There is a moral to this story, so here it is.
MORAL: Don't believe everything you hear or read, not all wolves eat pigs, and Sweet Bays make great hurricane shelters. (They have lots of food.)
THE END