One day, the Big Fat Pig was sitting in his pile of mud, finishing his 50 pack of doughnuts. He went to his refrigerator and found that it was empty. What would he do for dinner?
He went stomping down his road of potholes until he came to the chicken coop. There he found three plump and juicy chickens. At the sight of the pig, they ran into three little barns: one of wood, one of bricks, and one of grass.
He approached the house of wood and knocked.
"Hey, chicken, let me in!"
"Not by the feathers on my chinny chin chin!" exclaimed the chicken.
"Then I will huff, and puff, and belch your barn down!" So he huffed, and puffed, and burped the barn down. The chicken died due to the harmful gas, and the pig ate him, but he wasn't satisfied!
He approached the barn of bricks and knocked.
"Hey, chicken, let me in!"
"Not by the feathers on my chinny chin chin!" exclaimed the chicken.
"Then I will huff, and puff, and belch your barn down!" So he huffed, and puffed, and burped the barn down. The chicken died due to the strong winds, and the pig ate him, but he wasn't satisfied!
As he approached the barn of grass, he laughed, "This will be a piece of cake!" and knocked.
"Hey, chicken, let me in!"
"Not by the feathers on my chinny chin chin!" exclaimed the chicken.
"Then I will huff, and puff, and belch your barn down!" So he huffed, and puffed, and ........scratched. Then sneezed. Then he scratched, and sneezed, and scratched some more!!!
It turned out that he was allergic to grass.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" he yelled, and ran home to take some allergy medicine.