Little Red Riding Hood Parody

Little Red Riding Hood



There once was a boy named Gerard who lived with his father, Billy Joe in a small house in Pichl.
One day, Billy Joe asked his son: "Gerard, would you please bring these hemp basket with a cake and a bottle of wine to Grandma Amy?"
"Of course. I will. "Replied Gerard and took the basket.
"Leave not the way, the big bad wolf lives in this forest." warned his father.
"Yes. Bye. "replied this and left the house.



Sometime later, Gerard came to a fork in the road and did not know which the shortest way to his grandmother’s house was.
Suddenly he saw the wolf behind a few trees standing. Gerard noticed this and approached him. Gerard took several steps back.
"You’re not afraid of me, right?" asked him the wolf.
"What is the shortest way of to get to the house of Amy Lee?" he replied. Wolf pointed to the right path. "Thank you." said Gerard, and went in the direction in which the wolf had shown. This stared after the boy confused.



A short time later, Gerard reached the grandmother's house and knocked on the door.
When no answer came Gerard opened the door slowly. He searched all the rooms and all of a sudden he heard a noise from the bedroom. He opened the door cautiously and hardly believe his eyes what he saw.
The grandmother on the bed, a glass of wine in hand and the wolf next to her with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Grandmother, why you have such big eyes?" said Gerard.
"I'm drunk. You have to drink the men pretty nowadays. Otherwise, you get none." said the grandmother.
"Drink pretty? And I thought you loved me the way I am, "cried the wolf and ran out of the house.
Gerard stared at the wolf. After a while he gave his grandmother the basket with the wine and the cake and went outside to see where the wolf had gone.
Gerard found the wolf after a while and tried consoling him by assuring him that the grandmother sure had not meant it.
After a while the wolf had calmed down and was walking back into the house with Gerard.
The grandmother had "transformed" the basket. On the bed lay three joints now, and the wolf, the grandmother and Gerard took one each.



And if they are not dead, they still live today.