I dedicate this book to Christian, because he actually read through my whole story.

Why is everyone blaming little ol’ me for scaring these poor little wolves. A construction worker like me, Benjamin Baxter Piggington, wouldn’t do anything like that, I’m too caught up in my job to terrorize people. All I wanted to do was get some gas so I could mow my lawn.





I ran over to their brand new brick house, which I really enjoyed, and tried to ask for some gas.



As I started to ask, I swallowed some saliva while breathing in, so I started coughing violently. They got scared and ran in their house.
Can I have some... (Inhale)





I went up there and said, “Little wolves (cough cough) (whisper) please (loudly) let me in.” They sounded frightened as the three said in sync, “Not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins. Not for the tea leaves on our china teapot.”


I then said, “Well, I’ll come, and help, with housework whenever you need it.” They sounded even more frightened, and I thought that they must’ve been in trouble. I ran home and grabbed my sledgehammer and bashed down their wall to rescue them, only to see that they were running away.



A week later, I heard there were new neighbors in town, so I brought the only welcoming gift to them I had at the time, a jackhammer.


I rang the doorbell, only to find that the new neighbors were none other than the three wolves.





I politely spoke “Let me in little wolves, I have a-” “Not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins. Not by the tea leaves on our china teapot.” They interjected.


Then I heard them yelp, so I took action, using that jackhammer I brought to break down the wall and defend them from whatever it was they were afraid of, only to find, again, that they ran away.
Two weeks later, I was on my lunchbreak, coming from the building me and Ross the Rhino were working on, and I saw that a new house had been built across the street from our building. I went over to see who the nice people were, only to find, that again, it was the wolves.




I said, “Hi there, do you young fellers want to give us a h-” “Not by the hair on our chinny-chin-chins. Not by the tea leaves on our china teapot.” They quickly interjcted.




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I dedicate this book to Christian, because he actually read through my whole story.

Why is everyone blaming little ol’ me for scaring these poor little wolves. A construction worker like me, Benjamin Baxter Piggington, wouldn’t do anything like that, I’m too caught up in my job to terrorize people. All I wanted to do was get some gas so I could mow my lawn.





I ran over to their brand new brick house, which I really enjoyed, and tried to ask for some gas.



As I started to ask, I swallowed some saliva while breathing in, so I started coughing violently. They got scared and ran in their house.
Can I have some... (Inhale)
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