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September 28, 2007

SIGNS-OF-THE-APOCALYPSE UPDATE

Clearly these sheep have been eating two-headed turtles.

(Also thanks to Siouxie)

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Sheesh - Sixth Siouxie sick-sheep story since September 6th or so.

Not even near the TOP of my list of many reasons NEVER to go to Romania.

they might make for pretty sweaters....

They just look like they come with mint jelly on the hoof.

Huh?

Wool + cold + sheep snuggling for warmth (NTTAWWT) + limestone solution = green sheep exactly how?

Mmmm.....sheep dip. Avocado sheep dip.

the vet probably should have checked them for envy.

"The poor animals turned all green during the night."

Flock Around the Clock?

I was thinking the same thing DPC.

No wonder the shepherd had to come up with his own treatment- that vet is nuts.


"Shepherd Cristinel Florea" = Romanian for "Mr. Green Jeans."

I guess that makes him the Best Lamb Dier in Romania.

He shouldn't have told anyone how that happened, and then charged people to come see them. Or, better yet, waited till Halloween and limestoned his neighbors sheep. Excellent prank.

L-o-l, d-o-l.

So rich sheep don't turn green because they can sleep in their own heated houses?

Sheeple who look like grassed cowses shouldn't throw limestones.

(Is that why limes are green?)

*snork @ cg & SW*

Annie - I'm not even gonna try saying your first post 5 times fast. I'd tie my tongue up in so many knots I'd have to have it surgically removed!

Annie, can I help it if I like green sheep?? I was searching for some new winter sweaters and THAT popped up. Pretty minty color.

Key lime sheep.

In the spirit of The Count's Counting Song, where changing just one word (to wit, "count") completely changes the entire meaning of the song, may I present the one-word-plus-one-homophone revision of another great classic:

Alas, my love, ewe do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously;
For I have loved ewe well and long,
Delighting in your company.

Green sheep were all my joy,
Green sheep were my delight.
Green sheep were my heart of gold,
And who but my lady green sheep.

P.S. If you're wondering what word "count" gets changed into, let's just say that the resulting song is no longer work-safe.

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