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A coyote would have a fine buffet if he ran into a herd of these!
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A coyote would have a fine buffet if he ran into a herd of these!
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"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
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You've got one life. Blaze on!
Actually my statement about the coyotes wasn't too far off from what I can derive online.
There's a theory on this breed of goat that they're where the term 'scapegoat' came from. The theory is that they were bred specifically for the 'fainting' so that they could put them to pasture with larger more valuable animals. When a wolf or some predator attacks the herd, the goats are the easy targets and the other more valuable animals get away.
But that raises questions.
I wonder how they went about breeding a fainting goat? I guess the actual 'act of breeding' it wouldn't be that hard (although I wouldn't want the job myself, some might) since it ain't likely to run away!
But how would someone a hundred years ago, or whatever it was, isolate the fainting trait?
How many goats did they have to go through to find more with the trait?
And how did they go about finding the trait in other goats?
I guess some goat herder/breeder went around the countryside sneaking up on goats and jumping out from behind a bush yelling; "BOOO Goat!!!".
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The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
My Dad's got a few of those. A few beers & a shot gun can be alot of fun. Fire a # 8 in the air & enjoy the show.
Which also led the term "Them goats will lie" After Festus was in court for "doing a goat"
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Man, I wish the goats in the arena at rodeo would do that, I might have better time at goat tying!
That is hilarious!
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Press 22 if you have ever had a goats back legs in your boots?????????
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They had those on dirty jobs a while back.
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Turd...when I press "22" it keeps directing me to an animal fetish ranch based in Washington State. [img]graemlins/confused.gif[/img]Originally posted by Turd Ferguson Jr.:
Press 22 if you have ever had a goats back legs in your boots
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I wonder if they faint at the sound of a zipper? [img]graemlins/rofl.gif[/img]
The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
an elderly gentlemen that lived down the street from us in Florida had those.
We would spend afternoons harrassing those poor things.
Damn they were funny though.
Seems like i read somewhere that they don't actually faint.
They have something like muscle spasms??
Be proactive about improving public waterfowl habitat in South Carolina. It's not going to happen by itself, and our help is needed. We have the potential to winter thousands of waterfowl on public grounds if we fight for it.
or you could have listened to the video.
I wondered where that fainting trait came from. Seemed to me that would have pretty much made these goats extinct in the wild. Then I found this, from a guy that breeds and sells them. Seems all the goast in a herd didn't have the trait only a few.
Makes sense.The fainting trait was a trait that is the ultimate "herd" trait...when a predator jumps a herd, an individual or two faints, the rest of the herd runs off and the couple of indviduals are sacrificed for the good of the herd. Tough for the individual, but great for the well being of the entire herd.
The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
I didn't click the link, just read the posts.
Be proactive about improving public waterfowl habitat in South Carolina. It's not going to happen by itself, and our help is needed. We have the potential to winter thousands of waterfowl on public grounds if we fight for it.
I laughed my @ss off. I did however have a few ducks do the very same thing when they heard a loud bang!
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Mergy, have you never seen fainting goats before this? I can't believe an old codger like you ain't got a dozen of em in yer back yard.
There's old fella in Jalapa, goes by the name of D. B. Parr, who's got a herd of fianting goats. He is one of the funniest people I've ever met. I went over there and rolled on the ground laughing at that old man fuckin with them goats.
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I’ve got two of these now. It makes a fun afternoon watching them.
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