YSaC, Vol. 621: On the baaa…
Two vehicles for you rural types today:
livestock trailer – $300
i have a small livestock trailer. you can fit 1 cow in at a time or horse. $300.00 firm
Now, the text here is fine. But why do the pictures look like they were taken by an actual 1 cow or horse while they were fleeing the scene of a grisly murder, possibly involving something rustic sounding like a thrawser or a hay skieve?
OK, that’s a little too scary. How about this?
Sheep Wagon–Camp
Nice solid original sheep camp, very hard to find in this good of shape.
$4500 obo, I can deliver it, credit cards also accepted.
I’m glad it’s in good of shape. I’d hate to think what one of these in bad of shape would look like.
A little Googling revealed that a “Sheep Wagon” is a small camper descended from the small homes on wheels sheep herders in the American West used to use. However, I’m going to immediately pretend I don’t know that, and instead speculate on how much fun “sheep camp” would be if you were a sheep.
You’d get to sing happy sheep camp songs, and make lanyards (what the hell are those things FOR, anyway?), and cook traditional sheep food around a roaring fire. This sounds like something right out of a Gary Larson cartoon, doesn’t it? “Ernie’s parents knew he was different from the other sheep when he didn’t want to go to sheep camp.”
Thanks for the awful, Evan and Tina!
Those trailer pictures woulda come out better, but the cows were moooving too fast.
CJ, is that a mooving violation? Sorry, didn’t mean to horn in on your joke. That’s udderly rude of me. I’ll go graze at the other end of the paddock.
Well done punmaster-san, well done, indeed.
I cud add nothing more.
You two are baa-a-a-ad!
Sheep camp? Hmm…wonder what sheep count when they can’t sleep…
People of course!
Tuna sammiches, just like everyone else, silly.
Sheep dip…
Fences?
Well sheep, domestic ovines at least, demonstrate a neural density lower than a pack of teenagers in a mall.
One at a time, there’s rarely any observable evidence of anything resembling cogitation. This could be allowed to represent somnolence with little fear of contradiction .
At least not until they get into the wainscoting; which we all know turns them vicious.
But, remaining unresolved is why camp when one could yurt.
Rule #142: Mention something—anything—and there’s a Monty Python reference to go along with it.*
*This is not necessary true
I’ve been trying to make the flying sheep sketch into a joke all day. This is not helping.
The only one I’ve come up with is too vague, yet has wonderfully dirty undertones:
So… how many people can fit into your sheep?
Ooh..the wonderful story of the Trojan Sheep! Depends on how fat the Greek army is.
Fitting Greeks into sheep? Dangerous can of worms here.
I particularly like the shape of the sheep camp. Half round on top, half block on the bottom. Very artful!
It looks cozy, in a abandoned-amusement-park-filled-with-zombies sort of way.
That massive stove looks a bit out of proportion, though. It’d be like an oven in there.
“It looks cozy, in an abandoned-amusement-park-filled-with-zombies sort of way.”
This is another set of pictures that looks like background for a Stephen King story to me. I don’t even read his stuff all that much, but I have clear memories of how I imagine it.
It looks a lot like this.
That 1 cow/horse trailer, too. I can see some poor suburbanite from Castle Rock chained up in it outside someone’s abandoned barn while the psycho sharpens his knife collection in the camper and works on his photography skills by posting on CraigsList.
If he paid someone for the pictures, that’s probably who is in there now.
@ sarajean – I agree re: the trailer creepiness factor, but that’s because it can fit one cow, or an unspecified quantity of horse. I imagined the pick being as follows:
Driveway, looking out to the road. Buyer pulls up, gets out of car. We see “I <3 horsies" and "Whinny if you love riding!" bumper stickers. Long shot, sound of footfalls on gravel and the soughing (sowing) wind. Sense of desolation.
Buyer: "Hello?"
No answer. Buyer approaches the house, which we now see for the first time. It's old. Dilapidated. Shutters hanging aslant. As they approach the porch, a noise from the side makes them turn. They cautiously round the corner and find themselves in the yard. As they step into the shadow of the house, they step in something. Close up on shoe in puddle of pink goo. They advance, seeing the object of their desires – the trailer. It sits quietly, door-thing up. The buyer approaches, looks around, can't resist their curiosity. They walk around the trailer, get back to the door-thing and flip the latch. *scary music* A pink, gooey flood cascades out; the buyer is drenched, disgusted and confused. Then they see it. Floating on top of the still flowing goop. A bedazzled horse's hoof.
Fade to black, superimpose CL ad – "you can fit 1 cow in at a time… or _horse_".
Ewww.
I love it!
do you suppose he’s throwing in the pink hammer too? coz that would go so well with my pink screwdriver and pliers.
Just take your pink rifle with you and I’m sure he’ll agree.
sarajean & dev: Have I got some nifty bedazzled deer feet to hang those pink tools and rifle from! You’ll never guess where I found them!
oh you mean the bedazzled one? I had to sell it, need the cash to buy a lovely deerfoot rack I saw.
(think we were typing the same time there)
Yeah…sort of like a coffin Windrose.
[joke punchline]:
“Does anybody have something that can stop this sheep camp?”
Uh. . .sheep camp syrup?
I love the idea of a tiny house on wheels, but I think I would go for something more like this one from Tumbleweed.
I love the Tumbleweed houses, they look like little doll houses. I’d never be able to live in the tiny things, though.
….all it needs is a catafalque.
Catafalqueon Punch!
The term is, “How about a nice Catafalqueon Punch?”
I’d rather do a barrel roll.
Thanks for the link! Hadn’t seen those & luhrve them!
Do A Barrel Roll!
Barrel Roll with a twist would be an Immelmann, yes?
And, with apologies to Max, I’d want that eindecker as a Reuben
I love Tumbleweed houses! I live like a packrat but wouldn’t have a problem ditching it all. Just give me a computer and coffee maker and I am good to go.
Maybe sheep camp is where people send their children so they can pretend to be sheep. Walking around aimlessly all day in large groups, eating constantly, making a lot of noise, and occasionally getting their hair cut.
Sounds a bit like a trip to the mall, actually.
LOL!*Biting her tongue hard to avoid saying something political*
Oh, go ahead!
You know you’ll feel better.
Dammit, sarajean!! You are evil!!
Must.Control.Sharp.Tongue…
I’ll help you CJ:
Man, that sounds a lot like congress.
Bless you TM!!
I thought you were going to say Tea Party Rally. They’re all white too!
Yeah, but which group has the higher chance of getting fleeced?
Congress does have that charming habit of pulling the wool over our eyes.
Wouldn’t that make the kids that go to camp”sheeple”? Oh wait, you’re right, that would also describe mall goers.
Aside from the hair cutting, that also sounds a lot like a high school.
You’ve never been a high school girl. Hair falls after boys, clothes, and makeup, but right before “homework sucks” and “my parents are idiots”.
You’ve never been a high school girl.
Of this I am thankful.
I’m guessing MrsTaco and MiniTaco are, too.
You should be, TM, you should be…
…Thankful, that is, not a high school girl. But I’m sure there’s a zany fish-out-of-water (sheep-out-of-pasture?) comedy about a young, snarky father with sexy fingers coming across an old, wizened woman whom he doesn’t help (or maybe he cuts her off in traffic or something), and old, wizened woman turns out to be a witch, and sends him to hell…. I mean, high school as an unpopular girl. But through the power of love and understanding, TM learns to be nicer to old ladies and brings the whole school into a song and dance number!
That sounds very familiar. Didn’t Ernest Borgnine write that as an ABC movie?
Yes he did. I believe it was called McHale’s High School. But Lifetime picked it up, not ABC.
*HighFives Mudslicker and does a freeze frame*
I believe the theme song for the movie was “We Built This City on Rocky Mountain Oysters”. Aaaah…..Teenage angst.
@ Mudslicker- Thank you for the worst ear worm of all time… OF ALL TIME!!!!
Can I suggest “Smell Like Sheep Spirit,” if only to get that rotten Starship taste out of my mouth?
Bianchi…that was Taco’s original ear worm.
I must give credit, where credit is dewe!
Thank god he didn’t suggest anything from Beauty and the Bleats.
Silly Sally swiftly shooed seven silly sheep.
The seven silly sheep Silly Sally shooed
Shilly-shallied south.
These sheep shouldn’t sleep in a shack;
Sheep should sleep in a shed.*
After that, I’m thankful for the silence of the lambs….baaaaaaaaaaa!
*I totally lifted this off the interweb. Rod McKuen I’m not.
Refrigerator!
Ewe totally rock Windrose!
I’m not the fig-plucker, or the fig-plucker’s son,
But I’ll stay here and pluck figs till the fig-plucking’s done.
Wait, that’s not the one I wanted…
Were you perhaps thinking of the one about the pheasant plucker?
I slit the sheet, the sheet I slit, and on the slitted sheet I sit?
The sixth Sikh sheik’s sixth sheep’s sick?
That’s it.
Figs? Under a box propped on a stick?!
Weighted down by a brick
by which my head will soon be strick
God, Isaac’s such a…hey, look! It rhymes!
In good shape? Ha! They can’t pull the wool over my eyes.
I always wanted to go to sheepaway camp…
I need to get some more Sheep-A-Way. All these lambs keep showing up on my lawn.
We have some problems with sheep in the spring, but we set out traps with fresh grass clippings and that usually clears them up by summer. It’s important to get them early like that, before they lay their eggs and cause and infestation.
The worst is when they get into the walls and you can hear them running behind the wainscoting.
Stop making those ewe’s milk shakes. Everyone knows they bring all the lambs to your yard.
Are they bothering ewe, Sarajean?
Maybe you should build a set of earthen ram parts to keep them your lawn.
Ram parts!!! BWAAHAHAH!
Excellent Garth!
Tried that already, Isaac.
Why do you think there are so many lambs running about on feet of clay?
* keep them off your lawn.
ARGH How did I miss that? I blame the nginx error I got.
Meh, whose going to notice?
Yeah; we’re not picky about things like that.
Exactly! I accidently forget words the time.
That’s very unique. I never not remember things like that.
I redoubt many ewe ramparts a glacis and keep to make; after all a rut does not a barrow and bailey make.
Aren’t sheep camp ‘lanyards’ actually called lambyards?
*groan*
Sorry, I couldn’t resist that one. 🙂
Y’all are soooooooo punny today!!
Favorite fireside songs from sheep-away camp!
Kum-baaa-ya
Wool Ewe Still Love Me Tomorrow
I Got Plenty o’ Mutton
Please Fleece Me
Ram-a-lamb-a-ding-dong
Agrazing Grace
Sheep Be Comin’ ‘Round the Mountain
Baa Baa Black Sheep Wagon
Fry up Jacques Dormez Vous
Farmer in the Deli
And many more, too many to list. Speaking of listing, that cow/horse trailer has a bit of a lean to it.
I’ll Still be Loving Ewe
Particle Lamb
I Herd it Through the Grapevines
Ram it Down
We Built This City on Rocky Mountain Oysters
Nothing Compares To Ewe
I’ll Sheep When I’m Dead
Dan, is that a grizzly [bear] murder or a gristly murder? If it’s the former, then livestock are waaaay more hardcore than I’d ever suspected. It’s one thing to just kill someone violently and messily, but another to take on an actual wild bear!
Even though I grew up in a rural area, we didn’t have an abundance of sheep. My first impression of the sheep camper was that it was for sheep … like a posh (relatively) version of the livestock trailer, above. Clearly, I napped that day in ag* class.
*I didn’t actually take agriculture. I wanted to get as far away from it as possible after graduation, so there wasn’t really a point. The descriptions of class were amusing, though. “Today we learned about making hot dogs!” and “John brought in the video of the calving. Mr. C had to turn the sound off because of the language. I’d say those things too if I had my hand up a cow!” (These are actual comments.)
*tries to imagine Lola falling for the president of the FFA and getting married two weeks after graduation*
*tries to imagine Lola canning tomatoes, wearing a sensible housedress and long flowered apron*
*tries to imagine Lola getting up at 4 AM to milk*
*fails*
FFA reference FTW! Yes, we had that, and no, I did not belong. And not to 4-H, either.
FWIW, I can’t imagine myself doing those things either. 8)
It’s actually grisly, not grizzly or gristly.
Thank you, Corey. My uncaffeinated spelling-centre of the brain nearly got there, but not quite.
You know, a killing could be gristly … but it would also probably be bloody, muscly, bony, and visceral first.
A killing could also be grizzly, which would be awesome, as long as it was the grizzly doing the killing.
It would be awesome if a certain commenter *ahem*further_sucking*ahem* were killed by a grizzly.
Fixed. Oops.
Hey, it’s not like I was even able to correctly correct you. 8)
I found the ad for the sheep wagon. The seller reduced the price by a thousand dollars but specified that the stove isn’t included. I can forgive him from taking out the stove just so long as he leaves the purple hammer (on shelf opposite stove) in the deal.
Taco’s Mother: “Don’t worry, we just sent Wooly to sheep camp where he’ll live happily forever!”
And here I thought he’d died and my parents were trying to protect my feelings.
Have fun at sheep campy, Wooly! *Snif*
Hate to break it to you, but “Sheep Camp” is a euphemism TM. Wooly is grazing with Aries up in the stars (if Ursa Major hasn’t eaten him by now).
Wow! I didn’t realize that Sheep Camp was a space camp. I loved space camp when I was a kid!
Why yes….yes, it is….
*There, there. Have some Tang.*
You should make a lanyard. You’ll feel better.
(Dan – THIS is why camp counselors have kids make lanyards. They stay put for more than 60 seconds but eventually get bored enough with the repetition that they’re ready to leave art for the next activity in the allotted 45 minutes or whatever. Friendship bracelets also work. It would be difficult to do this with sheep, though, seeing as their hooves are probably not dexterous enough for weaving things. Poor, poor sheep camp counselors.)
It’s nice of the poster of the livestock trailer to be so dedicated to selling his wares that he took the photos in the middle of a blizzard.
And he was obviously wearing roller skates at the time too.
While slipping on a banana peel.
..and being chased by mad cows…
… over a field of marbles and Crisco.
While a dumpster of steel ball bearings and mackerel overturned just to the right of him during a hail storm….
Also, the camera’s autofocus feature doesn’t work well in low light.
..and humming a tune by Grace Slick…**
**and we’ve come full circle with the Jefferson Starship Rocky Mountain Oysters theme.
Baaaa dum-pump!
p.s.: Too much Corey in that last comment Isaac.
… and the freak tsunami is crashing into him…
Did I mock-corey too soon?
Okay, um, …
… and there’s a smoky fire nearby, which, because it is putting a lot of particulate matter into the air, causes problems for his camera’s autofocus feature, and …
ARGH
As lost_compass would say:
*fail*
Speaking of campfires, did anyone catch Big Bang Theory last night? I don’t know why it reminds me of what sheep camping would be like.
Two coreys, Isaac? Seriously…lemme have a whack at it…
…as the not.a.lions gather on the edge of the clearing ready to pounce…
I did, Mudsy! Maybe because sheep would be eating real grass?
I found the bit about the “adhesive ducks” funnier, mostly because I have stegosauri serving the same purpose.(They’re bright green and Firefly likes to peel them off and move them around.)
I love Sheldon Cooper…although if I knew him/someone like him in real life I would have to kick him in the ‘nads on a daily basis.
Does Firefly like it when you sing “Soft Kitty”..?
That’s only for when you’re sick! (No comments from the peanut gallery, thank you.)
Mine’s pretty bad, I couldn’t carry a tune with a forklift, but hers is quite stirring. Not opera-quality, but nice.
Oh yeah, right.
I’m afraid my two cats sing “We Can Get Away With Murder Today” when I’m sick.
aw, and I was so looking forward to saying
“but sarajean……”
I had a feeling someone would say something.
well you know how we all hate to disappoint on here
He just forgot to put on his glasses before snapping the shots.
Or shotting the schnappes…
Usually a lack of needed glasses moots the need for shots of Schnapps.
I was over at the lolcats site and I made the mistake of clicking on the comments of one of the pictures. I had to come back here to clean my brain out.
If anyone needs me I’ll be absorbing all the fresh snark while gargling the boiling bleach.
I get a headache every time I do that. I’ve learned to control the urge.
I’ve only entered The Forsaken Realm once and that ended badly. On the plus side, the nightmares are becoming less frequent.
For “lolcats site,” read “Hannah Montana Forums.”
Oh, snap!
I knew the sheep wagon would be from where I live and I found it immediately on my local Craigslist. The sheep wagon on display at the Basque Museum is in much better shape, but that sheep wagon really is in very good condition. The fact is, it’s an antique.
You’re not in Montana, are you? There may still be a few Basque (or “Basco” as some of the other residents call them, for reasons I have never known) sheepherders around that area; there were more in the past.
Now that I think about it, I may have seen some of those there. But with the wheels off, which made me think they were mini quonset huts. Hmmm … *squints, attempts to retrieve decades-old memories of being driven around on family vacations*
I love Bosco. It makes my milk so chocolate-y.
*(Stifles the urge to make a breastfeeding joke)*
I had a feeling someone would say something.
But thought, “No, no no no. No one will catch that.”
But of course I miscalculated (must have being using CatMath) and my edit timed out.
did you forget to put fresh kibbles in your catculator again?
I use Catovac batteries…AB negative….
I never thought to use Kibblgizer.
ah well that’s where you’re going wrong then, mind you so was I till CJ advised about the kibbles. And she’s right, they’re far more reliable.
Seriously, since I started using the kibbles my catulator has been pretty reliable…except the one time it puked up the kibbles…
Boise, ID. Home to the largest population of Basques in the US.
Ah! Got it. That makes perfect sense.
*Waves to Idahoan* We lived up in the panhandle in the late ’70s, also lived in Washington, traveled in Oregon, Montana, Utah, Wyoming, and lived in Colorado and Arizona, and somehow I’ve still never been to Boise.
Or Susanville (or Susan-vile as my Dad calls in), up in the Northern CA high desert. Lots of Basques with sheep ranches, or at least there were in the late 50s-early 60s when my dad was in high school and spent summers working for them.
I also read a novel in college that was set in Nevada for the most part that dealt with a sheep ranch and a daughter who wanted to also raise ostriches and I believe mules and a prison… oh, ow, my brain. Too many details, not enough plot.
She wanted to raise a prison? Is that like raising a barn? I wonder if there will be a Facebook game for it – a cross between the farm game and the gangster game.
Second-gangsta-ville?
Second Life Sentence? Get Rich or Die Trying to Raise the Barn? Straight Outta Farmville? Ranchfellas?
Congrats to eeee on the punch-worthy cat-spinning story. I read it this morning and I am proud to say I kept most of my coffee out of my sinuses. It was close, though.
BWAH?
*jaw drops*
Holy cow (or sheep), that’s a surprise. I’m going to screenshot this, print it out, frame it, and hang it on my Accomplishments Wall. Then I’ll have to go Accomplish some other stuff so it won’t be all alone up there…
(c:
congratulations eeee cummings….
well done eeee, I’m glad the Llamanun picked your quote.
It was my favourite from yesterday too, despite the resultant splashes of coffee on my screen.
Ditto, multiple “e”, I couldn’t contain the coffee-snorting…is it a bad thing to say I’m kinda getting used to the caffeine-induced sinus washing?
Who needs a Neti when you’ve got a YSaC?
‘Then I’ll have to go accomplish some other stuff…’
I laughed so hard that I had to stop eating due to gut cramp.
4e, welcome to the office! Here’s your official Punchity-punch punch! Please, stop spinning the cat on the new carpet.
Is it just me, or does picture 3 of the sheep wagon look like they threw in a picture of the inside of an airplane hangar? It looks like you could fit the whole flock in there.
not something else that “bigger on the inside”?
damn, I actually MEANT to swap avatars that time and failed.
I need more coffee I think.
You must still be suffering from a cake-hangover.
I think you’ll find it was the Merlot, not the cake that did it.
Unless said cake was soaked in Grand Marnier.
(Had it once. You know it’s going to be a good party if the dessert gives you a buzz.)
mmm, sounds good. where can I get some?
A friend from work made it, I believe it was a French chiffon cake with orange zest. It also had a semi-sweet chocolate ganache on top.
Fancy cake + Liqueur + chocolate = a happy SaraJean!
ok, stop it now, you’re making me drool and it’s not a pretty site, messy too.
I make a mean chocolate black rum cake.
I’ve made it a few dozen times and to be honest, nobody is really sure how it tastes. After about 15 minutes you tend to forget.
To illustrate, here is the very last line of my recipe: “Pour the rest of the bottle evenly over the cake once cooled.”
The world would be a happier, if somewhat more hungover, place if more recipes ended like that.
That sounds like a bread pudding I once ordered at a steakhouse. The server probably poured half a bottle of Scotch over it, and then lit it on fire. He covered it to kill the fire after only a few seconds, so pretty much all of the alcohol was still there. Good dessert.
Damn it all y’all! :p
(Sorry, it’s just that I’m diabetic so sweets and alcohol are tabled until after my next A1C, which isn’t until next week, and you guys are causing a rumbly in my tumbly)
Yay! Is someone serving tipsy cake? With chocolate? Move over, sarajean.
If you squint a bit, it looks like the wooden packing crate the baby kangaroo always travels in on Tom and Jerry.
The livestock trailer Sparky clearly needed hi-res monkey-pron photography CL services.
I find I’m confused, though, as it only fits 1 cow. If I do not have that singular female bovine, then what am I to do? The suggestion of horse, a pickup basketball game is timely vice tv broadcasting, but the lack of a hoop might be limiting.
This one time….at sheep camp….?
Arts and crafts time at sheep camp:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2FX9rviEhw
Any Pratchett fans here? I just finished (re-)reading The Wee Free Men, and that’s not at ALL what I had pictured Granny Aching’s shepherding hut looking like…
yes, and I don’t think I’m the only one, think maybe Lola is too.
Haven’t read that one for ages though so can’t remember it clearly
I thought it was his finest work to date!
Yes, Granny Aching’s hut seemed more permanently embedded into the landscape…
Naw, Granny Aching’s hut totally moved around, says so early in the book. It just went stationary after she passed, much like Granny herself (what?).
And I’m proud to say that’s the first thing I thought of, too, despite living in a country which is well known for having approx. 3 sheep to every person. I think all our sheep are harder than these wussy sheep, with their special trailers and their sheep-camp-caravan doohickeys… *mutters* When I were a lamb we walked seven miles each day, uphill both ways, feyther’d kill us each marnin’ and we was glad on it…
My honey reads a Prachet to me every night. Well, not the whole book in a night. You know what I mean. We started with all the Tiffany books. Love the Feegles.
My mom, who is always concerned about her weight, was given an embroidered (needlepoint? something that involves thread) picture of two sheep that says “Ewes not fat, Ewes fluffy.” When my dad got his first boat, he named it Fluffy in honor of my mom and put the lettering on the boat so everybody could see it. My family is pretty warped.
I hope your mom made him name the dinghy “Fluffy’s Hubby”…
There was an old gal in Wains Cotting
Whose sheep in her wall were a plotting
How to kill that old scamp
We can learn in sheep camp
But first, find a shed that’s not rotting
I was happy to find out that there is a company called Blair that makes horse trailers. The first pictures must be from the low budget hit “The Blair Horse Trailer Project.”
Indeed! Like maybe the trailer’s brakes or chocks came free and it was chasing the poor guy, screaming something about “dam paprazzi”…
[agri-corey]This has been bugging me all day, only reinforced by nearly being side-swiped this afternoon by an all-too-similar box-crate trailer (had a half-riot of goats aboard).
See, that sort of trailer is meant for critters like sheep, not cattle, critters that have horns and are wider than that applecrate on wheels.
[/agri-corey]
[automotive-corey]
Insert my rant on trailers, here, to encompass all the pointy questions about axles, lubing of bearings etc.
[/automotive-corey]
This is just the rough, needs a much more work (too many to list)
for the Cat Math shirt design
http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/3047/catmathruf.jpg
I’ll have it done between now and the Elebentieth of Walrus.
I really like it, Silva! 😀
OMG want!!! 😀
Love it! Don’t forget the spinach toothpaste! 😀
Love the nod to both the ancient (cat abacus) and modern (catulator) methods of working cat math! Always so enjoyable to see your work, Silva. Also glad you are feeling well enough to join us again.
Should we add in catulator kibbles, or CatOVac batteries?
Can’t wait to see the final version, it’s going to be killer! 8)
I love it!!! And, I’d love to see the kibbles or cat-o-vac batteries included.
Want! It’s so adorable ♥
A foot! A foot! onward browsed the herd
Ewesa not to reason why
But just to forage or die
‘Cross the ram parts they stirred
O’er redoubt’s glacis grazed
The wooly lines waver-ed calm
Un-heedful of the guns aimed upon
The verdant meadow lazed
To do Argyle, Wainscot, Mouton-Avion proud
Again and against 1Cow and horse aloud
Shimmer and vision blurred
Stout Ovinae un-deterred
And carry the day, their nation awed
Ruminant glories o’er cropped lea paw’d
basil?
Someone else might have mentioned this, but I am far too lazy to read all 168 comments, and the “Ctrl-F” search yielded nothing.
I just wanted to say that the sheep-camp looks exactly like the sheep-camp that Mike Rowe spent a night in on an episode of Dirty Jobs where they had to castrate & shear sheep. Maybe it’s that very one!
I’m sorry, did you say…mike rowe? *gasp*
*falls over and dies*
That’s what I was thinking, too! Because I’m looking at this and picturing him castrating sheep… with his teeth. If there was a contest for most squick-inducing job, that is it. Hands down.
Poor sheep.
*shaking, bald, sheared sheep* And then they…omigawd I can’t talk about it.
‘Marv has never been quite right since the ‘closed barn’ incident.’
This seems appropriate. Correct me if I am wrong. Not safe for humans.
http://failblog.org/2010/03/30/mating-fail/
You had me at Rowe….sigh…
You had me at he-Rowe?
I thought that was an Asian thing.
forgive me for being corey but isn’t it rams that need castrating since sheep are the female version? Now Mike Rowe using his teeth on a female … sheep …. mmm! *sits down and gets handed cup of strong tea to recover*
Is that our first X-rated corey? 😀
(I believe you’re right, btw.)
{agri-corey}Females are ewes and males are rams (or wethers if they have been castrated), “sheep” is the common name for the species and can refer to both.{/agri-corey}
Continued agri-corey:
“Cow” is the term that people usually mix up between gender and species 🙂 Female cattle are heifers or (after their first calf) cows, males are bulls or (if castrated) steers.
Though if you see a field of black and white spotted mooing machines, it’s usually safe to call them cows.
/agri-corey
p.s. sarajean, do you have some sort of ag background, or do you just know trivia like that?
Yes, one cow at a time, but this begs the question: How many mine hors can fit in the trailer?
Twoche, christina.
I’m getting cow herd management ads now. Since I have only one cow in my herd at the moment, I think I’ll just stick with my current method.
*checks for pencil stuck in hairbun on top of head*
It is, however, a refreshing change from the cougar ads.
There was actually an ad for some kind of “make a short film, win a trip to France” contest last evening, and right now. That was appeallingly creative and fairly classy. The coug ads were scary, and I found it strange that the women featured looked like they were only 3-5 years older than the men featured, if at all older. Even the school math “20 free problems!” ads were better than that, and I suspect they were generated by Cat Math references, which makes me laugh. Can you imagine it?
“Sarah, what is three plus five?”
“Spinach toothpaste.”
“What are those M&Ms on your desk? You can’t have candy in class.”
“It’s my abacus. And, in about twenty minutes, my science experiment.”
I got one of the cow herd management ones. I laughed. I cried. I clicked it!
That sheep trailer looks very scary inside, plus the door is padlocked from the outside.