Little Red Riding Hood is skipping through the forest to Grandma's house.....

.....Suddenly, somewhere in the bushes she hears a rustle of leaves, as the big bad wolf crouches deep in the shadows of the trees.

"Who's therrre?" she calls. But the sly old wolf is silent, and creeps off, deep into the brush.

So with a merry skip and a whistle she continues on her way, until again she hears that faint, crisp, rustle of leaves, as the big bad wolf passes, hidden, through the undergrowth.

"Who's therrrre?" she once again enquires into the secret of the shade.
But the crafty old wolf ducks down further, as he skulks his way deep into the darkness of the trees.

And so with a twinkle in her eye, along she skips her merry way to Grandma's house. But again she hears, that crunch of sticks and leaves; again she hears the big bad wolf, that frightening snap of twigs and sticks, and trembling cries once more, "Who's there? Who's there?" To which his snarl replies, "Will you fuck off? I am trying - to have - a shit!"