<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Goats on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/goats/</link><description>Recent content in Goats on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/goats/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Three Billy Goats Gruff</title><link>/stories/2009/06/06/three-billy-goats-gruff/</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/06/06/three-billy-goats-gruff/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Whelp! With the thanks of Rodent who helped with spell checking this thing,
here is my story. I&amp;rsquo;m no writer, but it&amp;rsquo;s not the worst I&amp;rsquo;ve done. :-)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time there lived a troll. Now, everyone knows how ugly trolls are
with their yellowed, fanged teeth; breath that could knock the pads off a
wolf&amp;rsquo;s paws; head grossly too large for their hairy neck; and hands and feet
that ended in blackened, wickedly curved claws. Well, there was one such troll
who lived under a wooden bridge that led to a lush grassland, fertile and full
of life. But this troll was HUNGRY! It had been months since last he feed.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>