01-02-2014, 08:22 PM
Hey Nanno,
Thanks for starting this. I couldn't find my way around on the other one and all my old content is buried. I couldn't use my regular mail 'cause it wouldn't receive the activation mail for some reason.
Is there a quarantine area you want me to post? ;-)
We have two Christmas traditions:
1. Christmas eve we hike up Mill Creek and drop candles on the way, then have a campfire and do Christmas stuff from memory.
2. We order pizza Christmas eve, and then rather than have a big meal on Christmas day, we eat leftover pizza. In our younger days it allowed us to play with the kids, and now the grandkids.
So I went out Christmas eve and ordered a Pizza. There were two gansta type guys running the place, so I engaged them in conversation while I was waiting. I told them about the goats and the hike up the canyon.
They asked if the goats just followed me. I explained that they saw me as the senior goat. They then wondered if I had to butt heads with them to establish my dominance. I told them that it wasn't necessary, all I had to do was pee on my face. Goats thought anyone who peed on their face was really badass. As I was leaving I heard: "You're manager, you have to pee on your face." "No... If you want to be manager, you have to pee on your face."
So if the ganstas in Salt Lake have a new ritual for establishing dominance, you know where it started.
Thanks for starting this. I couldn't find my way around on the other one and all my old content is buried. I couldn't use my regular mail 'cause it wouldn't receive the activation mail for some reason.
Is there a quarantine area you want me to post? ;-)
We have two Christmas traditions:
1. Christmas eve we hike up Mill Creek and drop candles on the way, then have a campfire and do Christmas stuff from memory.
2. We order pizza Christmas eve, and then rather than have a big meal on Christmas day, we eat leftover pizza. In our younger days it allowed us to play with the kids, and now the grandkids.
So I went out Christmas eve and ordered a Pizza. There were two gansta type guys running the place, so I engaged them in conversation while I was waiting. I told them about the goats and the hike up the canyon.
They asked if the goats just followed me. I explained that they saw me as the senior goat. They then wondered if I had to butt heads with them to establish my dominance. I told them that it wasn't necessary, all I had to do was pee on my face. Goats thought anyone who peed on their face was really badass. As I was leaving I heard: "You're manager, you have to pee on your face." "No... If you want to be manager, you have to pee on your face."
So if the ganstas in Salt Lake have a new ritual for establishing dominance, you know where it started.