Listen, the Goat and I were just friends. What is it with people casting aspersions on the beautiful friendship the Goat and I shared? Although a buddy did make a make a music video of the Goat and I sharing quality time set to the song "Love of a Lifetime." Sadly (and seriously) when we had to move to the detainee camp we couldn't take Goat with us, so we gave him back to the Iraqi family we originally bought him from. They ate him for Eid. The Goat was really almost a dog personality and temperament -wise, as well as surprisingly smart. He loved raisins and Oreos, and if you fed him those he acted like a crackhead getting a hit. Now I'm getting all misty eyed.

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RE: Psychobabble
Just because you enjoyed pushing the goat through the fence doesn't mean the goat enjoyed being pushed through the fence. ;-)
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