Huff Puff Wolf

A bad headcold

I’m not going to lie. I had a bad cold that day. All I wanted was to get some tissues. I was out, the store was out and so I figured my neighbors would help me. I was wrong. I found a straw hut. The pig-headed guy inside would not let me in. I had only the intention of getting a tissue and he wouldn’t let me in. Well as my friend will tell you, when I sneeze it is like I’m changing into a werewolf or something the way I act.

Well I huffed and I puffed and fought it back, but it came anyways. It came so hard the poor guys house came down. I was a little shamed, but mostly I was like Holy Crap! So I ran on down the road to a more wooden house and that pig-headed guy did the same thing. My eyes were watering and I felt another one coming on. I huffed and I puffed and I fought it, but it came anyways. This house blew to the ground too. I figured these guys cut corners with their architects so I moved to I nice Brick house.

Would you believe it, but that pig-headed guy did the same thing as the other two. He just stood at his window playing with his chin hair. I huff and I puffed and fought hard afraid of what would happen to this guys house and I covered his window in goo. I straight up covered that thing in sneeze. I felt terrible. The guy came running out. I asked if he would just give me a tissue and a rag to clean his window and I’d be on my way. The poor guy was so scared of my powerful nose, you brought me the whole box! When I had cleaned his window I headed to Grandma’s house. I had heard that her and her red hooded granddaughter made good muffins.