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"IIt tain't fair!" the troll grumbled as

  • "IIt tain't fair!" the troll grumbled as he tapped the screen. "Tries ta show me best side after them Billy Goats Gruff, but look at dose forums! Usin' my name!"
  • "Makin' me look a fool I'll smite 'em, what's tarnish'd me good name!" Little did the real Troll know Billy was just a boy of nine using four letter words & cruelty to get noticed
  • Troll also had no way of knowing that Billy was not just a boy. He was BillyGoatBoy, his foul-mouthed nemesis, great-great goat grandson of he who trip-trapped across Troll's bridg
  • e in order to install fibre optics for broadband Internet services. The bureaucratic Troll was demanding a permit and various pieces of paperwork. BillyGoatBoy had a deadline to me
  • et and needed to run that fibreoptic cable under the troll's bridge. BillyGoatBoy trip trapped across the bridge and tricked the troll into signing the paperwork with the promise o
  • f becomeing the trustee. BillyGoatBoy rubbed his hooves together and thought about the trustee fees he could earn administering the Troll's trust. But what BillyGoatBoy didn't
  • Know was that his mum was waiting for him, with a birthday present. She had just returned from Lalaland. He finally would have the red scooter he couldn't find anywhere locally.
  • He already knew what he would name his new red scooter: Rosebud. Rosebud would carry snow from Kilimanjaro to the shores of Tripoli. Rosebud would carry Martian water to a starlet
  • stranded on a faraway dry planet with some maroon named Mulligan. The starlet would hitch a ride with Rosebud back to Mars. She would be grateful to him and his trusty red scooter
  • . Later they would marry in a ceremony attended by several Martian dignitaries. Unbeknownst to those gathered it would be a shotgun wedding. One month later Ed would be born.

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