last night there was some confusion so i wanted to quickly clarify. “the three billy goats gruff: what really happened.” ask yourself – do you know the fable? the tale as old as time? three billy goats are trying to cross the bridge to greener pastures but there’s a troll who wants to eat them. the first goat, the smallest, is like “troll, my friends are fatter, you should eat them and let me cross. i’ll taste gross.” so the troll says fine. then the second goat comes, same thing. then the third goat comes, fat and mighty, and hoists the troll up with his billy goat horns and tosses him into the stream. it’s not a deep stream but the pebbles are sharp and the troll dies. so the fat one crosses and they all eat grass.