I feel like you, my dear readers, need a followup post on the The Virgin Beverly… Mostly because ol’ Bev here was so close to a goat1 that I could hear it chewing. Have you ever been so close to a goat that you can hear it chewing? Because it’s an absolutely terrifying experience.
Also, ya know how it’s rude to ask a woman if she’s pregnant? Apparently it’s also rude to ask a goat owner (or the goat owner’s nephew, who is wrangling said goat) if a goat is pregnant. #TheMoreYouKnow
My Joseph was 12. I’m 32. So that’s Christmas Eve appropriate.
-Bev
P.S. This was in the running for funniest thing that’s happened in Mayberry this winter break… until Smoke wore a shirt from Justice to a party last night. I am absolutely forbidden from putting the picture online, but here’s a link to the Justice store website for reference: www.shopjustice.com (please know that this is part of a gag gift and was a joke. As ludicrous as the man is, he definitely does not wear clothing from a store dubbed, “Tween Clothing & Fashion For Girls”)
1Yes, I had to ask MamaG if it was a goat or a sheep.
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