What Is an Emergency Fund?, or Analogies to Fairy Tales, Part the First

She's a brick ... house.

In a post last week, I made light of the fact that I hadn't ever written a post detailing what an emergency fund is.  Today, I found this picture to the right, which I think fully exemplifies why one should have an emergency fund.

Coincidence?  Almost certainly.  Nevertheless, draw nigh, and I'm gonna drop some knowledge up in here, and I'm going to do so via means of a fairy tale.

Do you remember the story of the Big Bad Wolf  (BBW)* and the three little pigs?  In that story, the BBW is all up in the pigs' grills because he wants to eat them up, and the pigs are all like, "No way, man, we don't want to be eated all the way up," and the BBW is all like, "You pigs totes better get over it because you're about to be in my belly by way of my chompy-chompy mouth."

So the first pig hides in his house made of straw (which is still a pretty good house for a pig to build; most of them just roll around in mud, so you KNOW this pig is already putting on some airs).  The BBW totes huffs and puffs, and faster than you can say "Complications from emphysema," the house of straw falls to ground, and that little pig runs whee, whee, whee, whee, whee all the way to the next little pig's house, which is made of sticks.