The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who wanted to live on a plateau, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad deer who enjoyed hugging little pigs more than he enjoyed having them as neighbors on the plateau.

The first little pig built his house of cornhusks.

Along came the big bad deer, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The first little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my big toe!

Then the deer said, "Then I'll moan and I'll primp and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad deer moaned and he primped, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of mahogany.

Along came the big bad deer, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The second little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my stomach!

Then the deer said, "Then I'll stretch and I'll wait and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad deer stretched and he waited, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of silk.

Along came the big bad deer, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The third little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my chest!

Then the deer said, "Then I'll yelp and I'll come along and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad deer yelped and came along, he couldn't blow in a house made of silk. The big bad deer felt colorless. "Diddly bunk," he said, and went away daringly.

From that day on, the big bad deer never hugged the three pigs again.