Betsy was walking through the woods one day when a large frog jumped into her path. "Pretty maiden," said the frog, "please save me. I am realy a tall prince with blond hair and broad shoulders but a witch has cast a spell on me. If you take me home and hold me to your bosom all night the spell will be broken by morning." Betsy gathered up the frog and took it home. She held it to her bosom all night, and sure enough, lying beside her in the morning was her prince, with blond hair and broad shoulders. Untill this day Betsy's mother has never believed that story.
The Big Bad Wolf had hurried through the woods before Little Red Riding Hood could get to her Granny's house. He burst into the cottage and said "Okay Granny, out you get. I'm locking you in the wardrobe. But Granny pulled a shotgun from under the blanket with one hand and lifted her nightie with the other. "Oh no you don't Mr Wolf. You do like the story says!"
CINDERELLA was realy a nymphomaniac. She was always at it. One day her Fairy Godmother appeared and told her that if she didn't stop screwing she would not be allowed to go to the ball where she would meet the Prince. Only the next day the Fairy Godmother found her in bed with the chimney sweep. "That's the last straw," said Fairy Godmother. I can't stop you going to the ball because it's in the script but at least I can stop you screwing the Prince." And with that she waved her wand and changed Cinderella's pussy into a pumpkin. Cinderella returned from the ball with a big smile and a new boyfriend. "Hello Ferry Godmother," she said, "meet Peter Peter."
