First off, just guess. Think in your mind what you think really happened. This one sounds more far fetched, and might confuse you.
Honestly, the version everyone knows sounds legitimate, but no, that might have been what you thought with Mary and her little lamb. Ha!
Surprise you once, good for me. Surprise you twice, wow, I'm good at this!

First, they were Chinese, and for the sake of not trying to sound racist, I will continue no more with racial background.

Secondly, the name of the story is exact. They were goats, all named Billy, who were all bullies, or, to put it in other words, gruff.

Thirdly, the name of the story was actually called "The Poor Little Troll" at first before it got twisted.
Also, he wasn't a troll. That also got twisted to sound more fairytale-ish. He was a hobbit, and no, his name was nowhere near Bilbo. Jeez.

His name was actually Albert. Albert the hobbit.
He lived under a rock. Yes, he was like me and you who had no idea what was happening with the modern world. He actually lived in a shack near a road with a gate that blocked the borders of Bozhou and Huangshan.
You could call him homeless. As which seems to be the theme with our characters, doesn't it?
Back to the living under a rock sentence, that is where the troll turning into stone came from.

Now, the goats, who wanted some Huangshan for their very own, came to the gate. Now, you could kind of call Albert their gatekeeper, so obviously the goats needed a pass to get through.
Albert, being very polite, said, "Excuse me, sirs, but do you have your passes to get through?"

Well, you can probably guess that the Billy goats weren't so polite, and the youngest said, "What's it to you, Hobo?"
So, honestly it starts with all the goats, and they all talk in the order of the age.

"What are you doin' askin' us anyway, man? Bein' who you are!" Said middle Billy, who was slightly less rude.

"We are in China, a free continent! Now let us through!" Said the oldest Billy, who was just plain stupid.

"Um, sirs, it isn't up to me," Said the all but rude Albert. "I need you gentlemen to give me your passports in order for me to let you go by."

"I just want China's wealth all for myself, IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK?" Said the all but polite Little Billy.

Middle Billy straightened. "We don't like your rudeness, little Troll. C'mon Bros, let's go on by."

Elder Billy then nodded grimly. "We shall cross and no Troll can stop we!" He also didn't have the best grammar.

"SIRS!" Albert didn't like to get push-y, but it had to be done. "I'm afraid I'll have to prevent you and your politeness from crossing this border without a pass!"

"Ha! He thinks he can beat us up!"

"I'll show him who's boss!"

"OH I'LL GIVE YOU A PASS!" Said the confused Oldest Billy.

That poor Hobbit had nothing to defend himself except his little pet chicken, and it didn't seem excited to fight the goats gruff.

If you are imagining this story right now, just think of feathers and dust and hooves and polite fists and stars flying all around, like in those cartoons.

From here, not really anyone knows what happens, for the original book got muddled. But my guess is that the chicken won, and Albert and that chicken decided to get a different job, and he eventually adopted a few kids, and they started a store called "Albert'sSons", which they eventually changed to just "Albertsons".

What became of the goats? Well, they fled the scene, and eventually decided to become writers....hence the version of the story everyone knows, where the Hobbit was bad (and was a troll), and where the goats won.

Fin.