Friday, May 12, 2017

Who's Afraid of the Big, Bad Pigs?

A couple walks through the door and address the babysitter Mom: We're home How are things with Phoebe Babysitter: You guys never told me you were werewolves Mom: Well, that's true, but it's not the full moon How was it a problem Babysitter: I read her The Three Little Pigs Dad pulls chair back, his daughter hiding behind Dad: Phoebe Honey, the pigs aren't going to get you Babysitter: And it was the original version where the wolf gets eaten, so Mom: Oh no
 
An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.  Or in other words, a few extra minutes of instruction for the babysitter is worth a few years of paying for therapy. 
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