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Re: Sense of Humor
The smallest billy goat Gruff was the first to get to the bridge. Trip-trap, trip-trap went his hooves as he walked across the bridge.
"Who's that trotting over my bridge?" growled the troll. "Billy goat Gruff," the little goat replied. "I'm going to the mountain to eat the tasty green grass."
"Oh no you're not. I'm going to gobble you up for my breakfast," laughed the troll.
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