We bought a goat. We named him Mr. Tumnus.
Then we brought him to the MOH office where we live.
Then John cut Mr. Tumnus's head off.
Now he is roasting outside, smelling quite delicious. I'm making mashed potatoes.
I ate a rather unmentionable part of him. He was a boy goat - there's your clue.
I love Malawi. Even eating goat unmentionables on a goat I once pet and comforted. And rode in a Road Ranger with.
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I think I might would eat rat on a stick before I would eat goat nads.
ReplyDeleteEspecially Mr. Tumnus' nads.
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha. Sigh. Poor Mr. Tumnus.
ReplyDeleteHe was a really sweet goat, too. That made it sadder and harder. He was really cute, too. Haha.