Downtown, and out of towners. Tourist traps, and moneyed heights by Simon Shim-Sutcliffe With no grass left for them to eat where they live, the three Billy goats who go by the name Gruff, needed to get to the meadow on the other side of the stream. To get across the stream, they needed to pass a bridge inhabited by a fat and ugly troll with eyes as wide as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker. A singularly malevolent, and despicable being living at watery edges in the crossing place of power. To get past this obstacle, the smallest goat, declares the troll would be better served eating the following Billy Goat Gruff, who would be a real meal. The second Billy Goat Gruff, also repeats this trick, with the troll finally waiting for the largest Billy Goat. When the final Billy Goat came to cross, the troll came to gobble him up, but the Large Billy Goat came to rush him, with his two spearlike horns, and his stone-like paws. Crushing the troll's bits to bones, he flew the troll into the river, and crossed into the meadow, where the Billy Goats got so fat, they could almost never leave.