She told me that her and her husband planned on attending the party on Sunday. She then wanted to know if I would prefer if they drove to the party in their Model A pickup truck. They could park it in front of the office for people to admire. I told her that I thought it was a lovely idea. She said that if we had a goat around we could put it in the back of the pickup truck. I asked her if she thought that would be a good idea considering that every time a goat inhales it poops and every time it exhales it poops. It would make quite a mess back there. She said that she wasn't worried about it making a mess. In fact, she said, it would be okay if even I wanted to climb back there to hang out. I think I said something like... "Great, I'll think about it and see you on Sunday" sort of thing and hung up.
I know I can make bulls moo out my name and they probably have my phone number with "Call for a good time." carved on their corral fence boards...but... Does that make me a step below goats pooping in the back of antique pickup truck? Why was I having trouble understanding the beauty of this privilege they had granted me? All I know is that, I made sure that there wasn't a freaking goat in sight on the day of the party.
This is me as a baby driving home from my Christening with my goat. |
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You can never have enough "Privilege"... but you can have enough goat poop !!
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Pam
That is one lucky goat.
ReplyDeleteCute blog! I live the pic & the part where u said if cows could moo your name lol. xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteKaty
HA HA That is so funny. What would the bulls think. Karen
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