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Three Little Pigs


There were three little pigs, the lazy pig, anxious pig, and the smart pig. They just moved out of their parent’s house and were in the market for homes. Their realtor was a big bad wolf.
He first took the lazy pig. “Alright I have three houses to show you. Our first one is this straw house. It is a beautiful color and lovely smell. Plus you always have a snack. Shall we move on?” said the sneaky wolf.
The lazy pig replied, “No, ill take it. I’m too tired to move on. Anyways it seems like my kind of house.”
“O, ok. Enjoy your new home.” The wolf congratulated him.
Next he took the anxious pig. “I have three houses too show you. First we have this lovely straw house. Nice color and…” he rang on.
“Let’s go to the next one. I’m allergic to straw.” said the second pig.
“Ok, moving right along to the stick house. It has great form with these brown sticks stacked upon another. It blends in with nature and you will always have kindle for your fires. Also…” the wolf was rudely interrupted again.
“I’ll take it!” said the anxious pig thinking nothing could be better than this house and was ready to buy it.
“Nice selection. Hope you feel comfortable in your new house.” The wolf said going after the third pig.
Last pig, but he was the smart one. “Hi there, ready to go view a few homes?” the wolf asked.
“Yes but I’m looking for a house that will stand almost anything.” The pig said.
“Well I will try my best to do that. First we have a beautiful straw…” the wolf proceeding on.
“No. That will barely stand a breeze.” The smart pig complained.
“Ok, next we have a cute stick…” the wolf frowned as he was interrupted once again.
“That thing won’t even stand the weight of a bird.” He replied irritated.
“Well let’s hope the last one will suite your needs. Here we have a very stable brick house. Tall, in a beautiful red color, and stands almost anything.” He informed the smart pig.
“It’s perfect I’ll take it.” the smart one chanted happy with his decision.
“Well finally something suites you,” the wolf mumbled under his breathe.
“What?” the pig asked.
“I mean have a lovely time with your new home.” He said as he went off to the woods.
Later that night the big bad wolf came and tried to blow down the houses. The straw one fell with barely one breathe, and he ate the lazy pig. The stick house a couple of puffs, but came down and ate the anxious pig. The brick house became impossible for him, but he was full anyways. The next morning the smart pig found out what happened to his brothers. He was so glad he waited to see all the houses.
Moral: Look before you leap