The story

you were fixing to invite him into your house you little slut! LMAO!!

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*adjusting chastity belt*....now PEZZAH..time to wash that filthy mouth of yours out with some lye soap.."say ahhh"..

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I was kinda curious as to where the story was going. Let me finish then.

The granny fed the scrawny man, hoping he'd gain some weight. After all, she was hungry too and it had been a slow squirrel-month. Then she suddenly realised he had eaten the last of her secret rodent-supply. Rage filled her tiny brain and trembing body, but she didn't let on. He might get scared and run off and she was desperate for lunch.

So taking out her favorite fishing pole (already rigged with hook, line, and sinker...she baited the hook with the scrawny - worm- like fella, and cast it into the raging river.........

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well???........=^..^=..meow

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A miracle: he was eaten by a giant fish, must've been 25 feet. The poor old granny couldn't hold it and was pulled out of her candy house after it. And while she swooshed through the air, to the river, she thought: "hey, I could've just eaten my house!"

The fish as it turns out, has a very sensitive tummy....and vomits the hook, line, and "stinker"hahahaha

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And they married and lived happily ever after, eating the candy house until they were homelesse and died in the cold, damp forest.

new story...I need a new story

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