Okay, so this is the story of the three pigs. You got your, uh, three pigs, you got me―I’m the wolf―and then you got Debbie. She wrote the song, she’s singing it, uh, you know. So, um . . . she’s real good with this kind of stuff and, we, uh, we, hope you like it, okay? The first piggy made a house of straw, the finest straw you ever saw. Then one day the wolf came by. He knocked three times for the pigs inside. Hey pigs, anybody in there? He said, “Knock, knock, knock, let me in. I don’t care ‘bout the hair on your chinny, chin, chin. I can huff and puff and blow your house in.” And the walls came tumbling down and the wolf ran in. Man that was easy, blowing down that house of straw. I mean, I don’t know what these pigs are thinking building a house out of straw, but hey, it makes my job easy. The second piggy made a house of wood, the finest wood in the neighborhood. Then one day, the wolf came by. He knocked three times for the pigs inside. Hey pigs, I’m knocking here! He said, “Knock, knock, knock, let me in. I don’t care ‘bout the hair on your chinny, chin, chin. I can huff and puff and blow your house in.” And the walls came tumbling down and the wolf ran in. Another house blown down successfully by yours truly, the wolf. Hey, I’m going to have to start my own company, uh, wolfdemolition.com or something. The third piggy made a house of brick, the finest brick it was strong and thick. Then one day, the wolf came by. He knocked three times for the pigs inside. Hey, pigs! Don’t make me come in there. He said, “Knock, knock, knock, let me in. I don’t care ‘bout the hair on your chinny, chin, chin. I can huff and puff and blow your house in.” Uh oh, this house ain’t coming down. Well he huffed and puffed as hard as he could, but the house stood still! YEAH! So when you build a house for yourself, USE BRICKS!