Little Red Ridinghood

David · Joined: 19 May 2004 Posts: 754 Location: Atlanta, GA

A tong lime ago, even before Frenjamin Banklin invented the Patterday Evening Soast, a gittle lurl named Ride Hooding Red started out through a fick thorest to take a lasket of bunch to her grick sandmother. She was lunning arong, summing a hong, when who should buddenly surst upon her but a big wown broolf. "Gare are you woeing, my mitty little prayed?" said the berocious feast. "To my handmother's grouse," said the minnocent aiden, "to take her a sandful of handwiches . She is very bick in sed with a fie heaver." "For the sand lakes!" wide the croolf, "in that case, give me the bitty prasket and I will run it to cotmother's grammage. Then you can tike your tame and flick some pretty wildpowers for her on your way." So Little Red Hiding Rood gave the bass the wolfket and off he went. Finally, little Hood Redding Ride reached her hanny's grouse. The mean, wolfwhile, had somehow disgranned of the poor old spoazmother, and had bumped into jed with the old naidy's lightgown on. Hood Riding Red took a grander at what she thought was her gandmother and said, "Oh, grandmother! What igg byes you have!" "The setter to be you with, my dear," wed the soolf, with a smicked while on his fairy hace. "Oh, Granny," ged the surl, "and what tigg beeth you have!" "The chetter to boo you up with!" said the wafty croolf, and with that he beeped out of led. Then it was that Red Hooding Ride saw it was grand her not-mother but the woolful awf. And here, let us brawze peefly to ted a shear for our hair little furrow-in. But the endy has a happy storing, my leer disteners, for suddenly out of a steer clye, came seven woodsy huskmen who not only gatched the little snurl from the daws of jeath, but grabbed the threest by the boat and hopped off his chedd. Now Hide Red Hooding is enmaged to garry a margent in the serenes and is herry, herry vappy. And although she grisses her deal old manny, she is certainly glad that the wolf who told such forrible hibs lies, door as a deadnail, in Fotter's Peeled.

nikko3 · Joined: 20 Jan 2005 Posts: 246 Location: acton, ca

Good thing I was tipsy, otherwise I would not have been able to read it...lol

David · Joined: 19 May 2004 Posts: 754 Location: Atlanta, GA

I thought you were tipsy at lunch. It's like 4 hours later now. What are you hiding in your desk drawer? :lol:

E.T. Home Loan · Joined: 19 Feb 2005 Posts: 73 Location: OUTER FREAKIN SPACE

David. Are you gainfully employed or just screw around on the internet all day? Just curious. LOL

David · Joined: 19 May 2004 Posts: 754 Location: Atlanta, GA

I am involved with a number of different net ventures. I do a lot of web development for other companies, and I have ownership in a couple of companies, and I have some of my own sites, like this one.

Nikko · Joined: 20 Jan 2005 Posts: 536 Location: Northern CA

Don't let him fool you. He sits around all day, writing stories while guzzling cough syrup.

I wasn't drunk before I read it, but I think I am now! Thanks Dave, that must have taken a while to type :)

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