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Originally Posted by luv
Then it wouldn't be our inside joke!
When I would stay the night with her, we used to hear noises out in her garage. We would make up stories as to what the sound might be. We came up with one that they were the goats that we were going to sacrifice to whatever god we needed to sacrifice them to in order to get what we wanted. It just kinda stuck. Now, whenever we're somewhere and hear weird noises, we pretend to get spooked and say that the sacrificial goats are following us.
What can I say? We had vivid imaginations. Now, whenever someone says something about weird noises, or goats, I think of that.
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That story reminds of a crazy neighbor I had in San Diego. Heroin addict (no lie) who used to hit on me in front of her heroin dealer boyfriend and say the weirdest stuff. She once spent about 15 minutes telling me how I shouldn't drive on the 5 freeway because the Satan worshippers had slain goats all along the freeway.