Yes, this is Luke with his laptop… granted, an old dead one, but he loves to sit and play with it… I wonder who is trying to be like? (picture is months old, fyi)
Well, tonight as I was putting him to bed, I told him the following bedtime story, and thought others might like it as well, this is the short blog version. His version was drawn out and had the benefit of character voices! ENJOY!
The Tale of the Three Little Piggy’s and Big Bad Wolf Hacker
Once upon a time there were three little pigs who all worked in the Internet industry. One day, they heard a rumor that a terrible hacker, known only as the Big Bad Wolf Hacker, was sending out a virus that could do critical damage to a personal computer! The three little piggies were scared!
“I’ll download a free virus protection tool!” said the first little piggy.
“I’ll install Norton Anti-Virus!” said the second little piggy.
“I’ll buy a Mac” said the third little piggy.
And sure enough the Big Bad Wolf Hacker hacked and he hacked and he broke into the first little piggy’s computer and deleted all kinds of important files! The devastated piggie ran to his friends house, but just as he got there he heard his cries! Yes, the Big Bad Wolf Hacker had hacked, and and he hacked, and to got access to the second little piggy’s computer, and not only did he delete critcial files and steal important data, but he installed spyware and adware and slowed the computer way down. They ran together to the third little piggy’s house and as they entered they heard laughter! He was busy making a video in iMovie, burning it to a DVD with iDVD while listening to music in iTunes and surfing the Internet, and although the Big Bad Wolf Hacker hacked and he hacked and he hacked, but he just couldn’t hack into the Mac, so he tried to climb into the house to install a virus manually (even though he would need the administrative password to do so) but as he climbed in the chimney, he fell into a boiling pot of stew, and the three little piggy’s ate until they were full all playing on the Mac into the wee hours of the night, because, well, Macs just work, and they never get viruses, or spyware, or adware, not by the hair of their chinny chin chins. And they lived happily ever after.