Well, now I'm on the wrong side of the bridge. That's our other brother, Big Goat. Maybe he'll be able to cross the bridge. Stop, stop, stop. I won by prickly pears too. Stop. One foot on my bridge, big goat. You will stomp it to bitch. You are not allowed. Why troll would I listen to you when just over there is some prickly past due? No, not again. I mumble, be crumbled, mumbled. Do not cross, silly goat. Do not cross my bridge. Stop the bridge. Stop the bridge.