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Goat Stories

I once met a guy in Indiana that worked at the local IGA that told me that the Aztecs didn’t disappear From history. He said that they became buried in goat poop, why? Because goats always come home to poop. It didn’t matter how far out they wandered, they always come home to poop. I myself have noticed that their poop is always the same no matter what they eat. Little black pellets. I’ve seen them eat underwear off the clothesline and still, little black pellets. Tin cans, again, little black pellets.  Here’s some more of my goat observations for the purpose of flavor text. I saw a goat once standing on a stake that was no more than 2 inches around. It had all four legs up there and was standing perfectly still with no teeter. I saw two goats standing on the side of a high wall once near the highway in a place where I could not see where there was somewhere to stand.  I once ran into a question in a trivia pursuit game that asked what animal did scientist’s claim was the most...