"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."
Well, he huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and puffed, and he puffed and huffed; but he could not get the house down.
When he found that he could not with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips."
