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New site? Maybe some day.
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So i was showing my boss how funny 3 inches of blood is, watching a video for "the goatriders hoarde" and he brought up a good point. Why are Goats abused like that? I mean can you imagine a person riding a Goat? Thats funny. They definately can't move that fast, and i'd imagine they aren't much for battle... why not a horse? Or maybe a bull or something? A person riding a goat into battle would just cause embarrassment. |
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you ever owned goats? they are ridiculous |
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no, i haven't had the pleasure of owning goats. Have you? |
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of course he has. he's a hick. |
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I want the crucified, twenty-eyed goat from "Altered States" as a pet |
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I've owned goats before also. Being a hick from NH as well. They arn't the smartest of creatures.... |
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i've had a goat since junior high.... on my face. |
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goats are both insanely smart and insanely stupid. I've had a bunch of them.
oh and you can't get them to eat tin cans no matter now hard you try to get your dad to feed then only tin cans.
they will eat anything though. especially trees. |
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So is there anything evil/badass/debolic about them? And could you actually ride them into battle? |
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My uncle had goats. They have square pupils and like Guttural Secrete. |
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Old pic...
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Dude, I love goats, always have. They're creepy looking (those crazy eyes), they're annoying, and they'll play shoving match / headbutt war with you at any time. I definitely plan on owning some once I get some land under me.
I remember working on the Christmas tree farm (which sported a petting zoo), and they'd all just run to whatever side of their pen you were working on and STARE. Wicked creepy. |
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Oh, and I would totally ride a dire goat into battle. (The encumbrance limits on the normal ones rule that right out.) |
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the rectangular pupils bug me out. the other day i was walking and walked past some goats, i just stood and watched them, it was hysterical. |
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I'm not much for these newfangled goats. I prefer my goats ancient and perverse. And with tongues of flame between their horns. . . those are the ones you kiss under the tail. |
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