Fin

The third pig laughed at his brothers with their stick and straw houses. He decided to make himself a house of bricks. It took FOREVER and everyone wanted it to be over and done with.

It was a quaint little piggy village.

Then along came a wolf. Since these so called huts have no doors (serious design flaw on the pigs part) there was no "little pig, little pig let me in" and no odd answers regarding chin hairs. No huffing or puffing, no houses being blown down, even the brick house wasn't safe. As you can see it is ironically the straw house that is still standing in this post wolf world. The stick and brick pigs were eaten by the wolf complete with sound effects.

The End.