Thursday, February 19, 2009


When I was a kid a goat ate my bicycle.
Granpa shot that goat.

1 comment:

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Yikes! Years ago, when my ex and I owned a bit of land in upstate New York and had become quite the McDonald's farm, one of the goats walked over his Mazda. He just looked at me with an expression that said, I should have listened to you!