A long long (very long) time ago, was a little girl, called Cappucet Red.
One mattin, her mam dissed: "Dear Cappucet, take this cest to the nonn, but warning to the Lup Mannar, that is very pericolous. Torn prest, good luck and in bock of the lup!"
Cappucet didn't comprended this lats think, and she incammined vers the bosk with the cest.
Unfortunately Cappucet Red's mam had reason: in fact, the Lup had a very brut past because he had been for a long time in prison, but not the prison of the game "Monopoli", the real prison. Atfer a process, with the Cassation, he went out but he started to take an industrial quantity of alchoolics and light drugs.
He was the most terrible animal of the forest: with his great and strong physic, and with his typical meridional accent, he was like the Tarricon of Grand Fratel.
Cammining cammining at a cert point Cappucet Red incontered in the forest the Lup, who dissed: "Hi piccirilla, where you go?"
"I go to the nonn with this cest, wich is little but it's full of chocolate, biscuits, panettons, mores and mirtills!", she dissed.
"Ah, mannaggia 'a maruscella! (Maybe is an expression like: what a great cul I had!)", dissed the Lup, with a river of saliv out of the mouth. And so the Lup dissed: "Beh, mo' I go because my cellular is squilling, sorry." And he went to the nonn's home.
Cappucet Red, who was very lent (lent un casin), continued for her sentier in the forest.
The Lup arrived at the house, suoned the campanell and after saluting the nonn magned her in a boccon.Then, after sputing her dentier, he indossed the ridicul night-berret, and gone under the coperts.
Then Cappuced Red went to the nonn's house suoned and entered. When she saws the nonn, (but is wasn't the nonn, was the Lup, ricord!) she dissed:
"But Nonn, why do you stay in the let?" And the nonn-Lup: "Nothing, I have stort my cavigl doing aerobics".
"Oh, poor nonn",she resposed (she was a little stupid, wasn't she?).
And then dissed: "But what a big occhions you have, do you need some collir?"
"No, my little Cappucet, they're for see you better!", was the rispost of the imbarazzad nonn-Lup.
Then, Cappucet Red (who was dure like a block of marm):"Nonn, what big oreks you have, have you the orecchions?"
At this point, the nonn-lup thinked if was possible that this stupid girl couldn't make her cazz, but he resposed: "Oh, my Cappucet, this oreks are for ascolt you better!"
Cappucett, (now I think that she was very rincoglionited) domanded again:
"But what a big dents you have!!"
The Lup, wich baloons were that moment like two mappmonds, dissed:
"They're to magn you better!" And magned the poor little red girl.
But out of the house, a sympatic and curious cacciator of Frodo (it's a city near there) sentet all and dissed: "Accident, a Lup! His pellic costs tant!"
And so, spinted only for the compassion of little girl, the cacciator butted a ter the volps, fringuels and the leprs that he ammazzed till that moment and with a great impet imbracced the arm and entered in the stanz: so he ammazzed the Lup Mannar.
Then squarced the Lup's panz, (being attention to not rovin the pellic) and tired out the Nonn (still live) and Cappucet Red (still rincoglionited).
At the end the cacciator vended the pellic and guadagned (honestly) a great quantity of money, the nonn magned all the leccornies in the cest ( it was like a Cuccagn pal) and Cappucet Red was really felix, and started playng with her Pokemon-peluche.
So, everibody live felix and content!!!! (Maybe not the Lup.)