Books wanted… – $10
What do you have? What do you need?
Those are pretty existential questions, but I’m relatively certain that I would never answer either of them with, “Disembodied and possibly photoshopped goats.”
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Wait, I have to pay them $10 to give them books? Uhm, I’ll PASS.
“Here’s your cat…….and here’s your $20.”
I have a vaguely nauseous feeling from trying to figure out what those goat heads are supposed to be doing.
Sparky owes me $10, plus $100,000 for emotional damages.
Wainscoting … Wainscoting … Wainscoting …
Baaaaaaaaaaa…
I thought sheep lived in the wainscoting, not goats.
Only in Cornwall; Umbria, Norfolk, or the like, goats are permissible (unless specifically barred by town Council).
Those are not bookworms.
You sure? I’m pretty sure these eat books…
Maybe… but those look like illegal-alien goats.
Psst. Hey, whatchu need? We can get whatchu need, unless we got it in the back. Yo’ man, com’ on for ten dolla, we hook you up riiiggghhtt.
I want books, also. Sparky owes me $10, now.
I’m looking for the book, “Avoiding the Goat” by Ann Landers. Anyone have a copy?*
*Actually this was a newspaper column and not actually a book.
When I look at the picture, I see pi.
What pi has to do with goats or books, I have no idea.
Personally, I am baffled that there was only one response to the original post.
I see two goats looking out of another goat.
GOATCEPTION
Ew.
They can’t all be gems.
Don’t you mean ewe?
And there appears to have been a traffic jam.
It’s…it’s a COOK BOOK!!!
This is the classic children’s story, Three Belly Goats Gruff.
*checks social calendar* Happy Birthday to Capn Mac and Libby’s Girl (hope you at least lurk these days, LG), condolences to Lara regarding not getting the job, remember every interview gets you closer to the job that is meant for you alone!
Also, Happy Father’s Day to everyone who is a father or who had a father. *puts down calendar and raises glass* Cheers!
Happy Birthday, Cap’n!
No cards or letters yet. Have email now from four separate time zones (12 away being furthest); missives on f/b spanning the nation and even overseas.
Figure there may be a phone call or two later–probably while watching the College World Series game later.
This stumbling into being more than a half-century has its ups and downs. Present heat wave is not being very helpful. Oh well, Onward, ever Onward.
Happy birthday!!!
Happy Birthday! I got you these goats. They seem to be stuck
Books wanted. Vellum OK, as long as it’s no one I knew.
Felicitations on your natal anniversary Cap’n
What is he’s allergic to cats?
Allergies are not permitted, especially those interfering with food, scratching, food, rubbing, food, playing, food, sunny spots, food, clean boxes, food, napping, or food.
Vikings singing about canned meat products are permissible.
*stretch, roll, stretch, loll*
I know for sure that I don’t need 1 and a half goat heads.
Goat heads, goat heads,
Roly, poly, goat heads,
Goat heads, goat heads,
Eat them up, yum!
I don’t get it.
Must be one of those metaphoricallal things.
Well, then. ghostcat, Punchity Punch Punch!
G’Night, Goat Hill!
I’m pretty sure he wants to buy books to feed his goats with. Either that or the goats like to read and they’ve devoured everything on the shelves. I recommend Heidi—the goats are practically the main characters.
Yodel–A-Hee-Hoo