I don’t care if it’s “just right.” Don’t eat strangers’ food.

Do I have this right? Goldilocks gets lost in the woods and decides to walk up to a strange house in the woods. Forget it. I’ll camp in the forest.

Then she enters the house after the door opens. No way. It’s a trap.

She starts eating the food already served on the table. Are you nutty?

Then she sits down like she owns the place. What could go wrong? Well, the chair might break. Uh-Oh!

Then she makes herself at home in the beds. Didn’t even look in the closets first for monsters?

The homeowners come home, find her and call her out as a squatter. Scared to death, she runs all the way home, runs for Congress as a Q-anon nut, wins and has the bears evicted.

Is that about right?