Once the tips of her toes had passed down his throat he climbed back into bed, fell asleep, and began to snore very loudly. A huntsman came by and heard the snoring. He thought, "Maybe I can sneak a drink from the old woman's stash while she's asleep". He stepped inside and glanced around. Everything looked the same as his last visit except for the wolf lying on the bed. "You!!!" he said recognizing the wolf. "I have been hunting you for such a long time." If there was one thing the huntsman wanted in this world, besides a good bottle of wine, it was this wolf. This awful, disgusting creature has led him around the woods for months. He aimed his rifle at the wolf and then it occurred to him "No a bullet is too good for this beast. I have a much better idea" He leaned his rifle against the wall and...