Little Red Riding Hood has arrived with her basket o’ goodies and…a suitcase…at Big Bad Wally Wolf’s doorstep. Looks like once again, she’s not taking no for an answer. Sure is dark in that apartment.
Would Wally know what a “staycation” was? It’s a fairly recent term, and in the fourteen months since he was sprung from an Iraqi hellhole, he hasn’t exactly immersed himself back into civilian life.
Today’s post title is courtesy of Ralph Kramden.
Son of Stuck Funky 