tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481938.post8397292333692382745..comments2023-10-18T10:43:10.790-04:00Comments on academia nuts: The truth about alpacasfineskylarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14440102373741843168noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3481938.post-47052303776602152412009-09-27T22:40:40.031-04:002009-09-27T22:40:40.031-04:00Best, story, ever...
Pictures, narration, and eve...Best, story, ever...<br /><br />Pictures, narration, and even a link to explain the odd reference to roof goats. This seriously made my day (and coloured my visit to the Coldwater Fall Fair at which I watched the 4H prize show for sheep which, by your description of the wool, just seem sordid now). I can actually hear Don sister the youngest yelling “Alpaca alpaca alpaca!” in my head.<br /><br />And I can’t make it stop. Oh god…<br /><br />Anyhow I promise to cease questioning your overt fondness for the fuzzy, moon-being like alpaca (I do however reserve the right to torment your sister the middle with my insistence that they’d probably taste delicious).<br /><br />I must now search Google for these alpaca related puns you spoke of. This alpaca thing is a gift that just keeps on giving. Thanks,<br /><br />- semi-anonymous RAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com