As Little Red Riding Hood was walking through the woods carrying a basket, a wolf steps from behind a tree and said, “What do you have in the basket little girl? Some goodies for your grandmother?”

“No”, answered Little Red Riding Hood in a soft sweet voice. She casually reached into the basket, pulled out a  .357 Magnum and pointed it at the wolf. “Now give me all of your money and jewelry!” she ordered. “And if you as much as wag your tail, I’ll blow your freakin’ head off!”

Even an enchanted forest isn’t immune to the epidemic growth of female gangs.

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