On a mountain top were a magical group of gnome like people call trids, in all the world there are only three of them. They lived their with their Rabbi.
One day a ogre climbed the mountain and kicked a trid off the mountain.
"haha, what fun!" he said, as he kicked the second trid to a quick though grisly death.
Finally, the Rabbi decided it was time to take action, "Stop that, if you kick that trid of the mountain, the world would never see another trid again! Kick me off the mountain instead!".
"Hahaha, Silly Rabbi, kicks are for trids!"