Da 3 Gangsta Pigs

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A silly story i told to a class of handicapped students

Da 3 Gangsta Pigs

Okay so I totally made up this story on the fly when one of the students in the reading class I volunteer for was reading " the three little pigs" while i was trying to help her to remember the story. So, I told her my version of the story. I call it " Da Three Gangsta Pigs" here is what I came up with
Once upon a time in east LA there lived three tawight friends who were like brothas. these three friends were so close that they did everything together. These three friends were three pigs who were phat and koolio. Anyway, one day while the three pigs were walkin down the street to da market they notics a wanted sign. It seems da cops hav been lookin for some badass ( don't worry. I cleaned up the story for the student. LOL) wolf. Man this wolf was a thug bro. He was wanted for disturbin da peace, mass pigslaughter, and breakin in entry. " Man that foo mess up in da head" one of the pigs said to da otha as he was carrying straw to make his home. " Ya I would hate to run into that wolf wit all the charges da cops got on him" another one said. " Hey man do you think we eva gonna run into that wolf?" ask the third lil pig. " Naw man. That wolf aint know nothin bout us and the parties we be havin" replied the one carrying the straw. " Fo Shizzle" said the second as they walked back home. What the three gangsta pigs dont kno was that the wolf was watchin them and listenin to them the whole time.
That night while the three gangsta pigs were having their party at about midngiht there was a knock at the door. So, the first pig who built his house of straw looked to see who it was and saw that it was da wolf. " Hey Yo man let me in. It aint a party til the wolf get in" said the big bad wolf. " Naw Homes. We hear what y'all doin to innocent pigs and whatnot" said the first pig. " Well then im gonna have to break down the doo to come in" said the wolf as he went to his car and turned up the stereo. Not even at full blast the house was blown over and the pigs were barely able to escape. As soon as the pigs got out of the house they went to the police station to explain the story. Unfortunately though because there was no evidence that the wolf had actually been there that night or that it was the same wolf in question the police could do nothin. The next day two of the pigs were watchin to see their friend the second little pig making his house of sticks. " Yo bro whatcha doin? We aint see ya all da and here you are makin this house of sticks?" said the first pig. " Bro what it look like I's doin? I's makin a house so dat we can keep partyin here tonite" replied the second pig. " But dude wat bout that wolf dat be comin round last night?" asked the third little pig. " Bro dis house be strong. It aint gonna be blown down by no stereo system" replied the second little pig as his friends helped him finish the house of sticks. That night when the house was finished the pigs continued to party. At about
midnight that night there was a knock on da door of the stick house. When the second little pig saw it was the wolf he had a confident look on his face. " Hey Yo man let me in. It aint a party til the wolf get in" said the wolf. " No homes. We aint lettin you in. We see what y'all done to our house of straw and whatnot and what you be doin to those otha pigs" replied the second pig. " Well then im gonna have to break down the doo to come in" said the wolf as he went to his car and turned up the stereo. Not even at full blast the house was blown over and the pigs were barely able to escape. So the three gangsta pigs gone to the cops again to report that da wolf be lurkin round their party again. " Man dude what do we have ta do to get this wolf out tha hair of our chinny chin chin?" asked the third gangsta pig. " I may have an idea for you gentlemen" replied the officer. " What dat?" asked the first pig. So, the cop had given the 3 gangsta pigs the 411 of his plan seein dat he would hav like to see dat wolf in the pokey soon enough.
The next mornin the wolf be seein the pigs up early wit brick and cement. Not even worried bout them the wolf blared his stereo system as he continued to watch da three gangsta pigs finish whateva they be buildin and drove off
Dat night while the pigs were havin a party in what appear to be a brick house at about midnight there was a knock on the third little pigs door."Hey Yo man let me in. It aint a party til the wolf get in" said the wolf. " No homes. We aint lettin you in. We see what y'all done to our house of straw and of sticks and whatnot and what you be doin to those otha pigs" replied the third pig. " Well then im gonna have to break down the doo to come in" said the wolf as he went to his car and turned up the stereo. This time the stereo had no affect on the house of bricks at all. " What da hell man? What dis?" asked the wolf with confusion. " It a house of brick einstien. Once again you aint comin in here" replied the third little pig. Suddenly the wolf had an idea. He go to the trunk of his car, pull out his lectric guitar and play it at full amp with da radio still blarin but it still had no affect. To tired ta resist da wolf be arrested by the Poolice on charges of breakin in entery, disturbin the peace, mass pigslaughter and finally last but not least after lots of deliberation stalkin the three gangsta pigs. The wolf be put away in da pokey for a very long time and da three gangsta pigs continue to party and live happy eva afta in their home of brick.
The End.

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ManOnTheMoon commented on Da 3 Gangsta Pigs

08-21-2010

Much better than the original story, and a funny read. Hopefully the kid remembered it to tell to all the rest.

am2anangel commented on Da 3 Gangsta Pigs

06-26-2010

your so silly dan I bet the kids loved it. very imaginative and put in terms kids these days can relate to easily. well done.-tonya

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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