Twisted Fairy Tale Of The Three Billy Goats Gruff

Twisted Fairy Tale Of The Three Billy Goats Gruff

By: Nate

You’ve probably heard of the story of the three billy goats gruff, if you have then you know about the mean old troll that lived on the bridge. Well that troll was me, Bob alexander troll, but you can call me troll. Although people think we eat almost everything we are evil, I’m actually very nice plus I’m vegetarian. Know, let’s start the real story of the three billy goats gruff! Ahem... It was a bright, sunny spring day under my old, rusty bridge, but for some reason I woke up starving. I did eat 5 tons of vegetables last night but i was still hungry. I searched every inch of my bridge and didn’t find any teeny tiny crumb of food. Later that day, i was sitting on my bridge

I could’ve just dialed 9-1-1, but I chose not too.(by the way, I do have temper issues.) I tried too stay calm and ask them politely, and I did. The smallest came on first, as I asked “who’s on my bridge?”. “Me, Billy Goat Gruff the third.” said the billy goat, then I asked” may I please have my food back?” I asked calmly. But that rude little goat yelled “No!” as he zoomed off. That was about to make me lose it but i holded it one more time however this one was more rude. He was the middle sized billy goat and the conversation was the same. I said “who’s on my bridge?” and he responded “Me, Billy Goat Gruff the second.”. Very politely I asked if I could have my food back, Although he said “ Get your own!” that set me off. Then a lightbulb struck my head. Finally the biggest one came on, I thought he would be the dumbest. This time I said “hello, What’s your name?” he responded “I’m Billy Goat gruff the first, What’s your name?” I answered “Troll, nice day isn’t it?” “yes, bye bye.”. Just as he walked of I stole an carrot, but he must have had eyes on the back of his head because he noticed. “ you steal from me?” he said boldly, before I could say anything he rammed me into the rushing river. Hours later, I was