One day, Linsey Red Riding Hood was strolling through the woods. She had gone out to collect a basket of cherries. She was fantasizing about returning home to her grandma's cottage and baking a cherry pie, when a drooling wolf leapt into her path. Surprised, Linsey Hood gasped at the hulking creature blocking her path and drooling even more now that he had caught a glimpse of her boobs. "Who are you?" asked Linsey Red Riding Hood. "I am the wolf," said the wolf, thinking to himself, what a dumb question. "What do you want?" asked Linsey Red Riding Hood. Her eyes had noticed the growing bulge in the wolf's pants. "Whattya got in mind, Red?" leered the wolf, trying to lift the edge of Linsey Hood's cape. "I think you had better run along and make your appointment with the three little pigs. My grandmama is waiting for my goodies," said LDM Hood. She then pulled out a .357 Magnum loaded with explosive-tipped bullets and a laser-sight. Dejected, the wolf slunked away.
The moral of the story? There is none. We just wanted to see LDM as Little Red Riding Hood.