Gruff Times at the River

     “Who’s that trip-trapping across my bridge?”

     “Trip-trapping?  Would you call it trip-trapping?  Ever since I started watching dance videos on YouTube, I kind of think of myself as mostly boot-scooting.”

     “Listen, I….”

     “If you want someone who trip-traps over bridges, you want my older brother.  He’s had more classic dance training than I ever got.  Mom and Dad always preferred the middle child.  When I….”

     “All right, all right, pass along.  I’ll gobble up your brother.”

     “Aha!  Who’s that trip-trapping across my bridge?”

     “I used to trip-trap but I saw these videos on TikTok which taught me how to shoop shoop sheboogie across bridges.  I think my older brother still trip-traps.  In fact, he won the state conference title in….”

     “You goats talk too much.  Scram.  I’ll gobble up your brother instead.”

     “Aha!  Who’s that trip-trapping over my bridge?”

     “Don’t you pay any attention to social media, boomer?  Nobody’s trip-trapping these days.  I’m more of a troll-roller.  How well can you swim?”

     “Man oh man, even if you live under the bridge, you get trolled.  Bah!”

     “That’s my line.”