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October 26, 2005

Speaking of Goats and Frenchmen

Isn't "CAPE GIRARDEAU" a French name?

Goat's Rotten Week Ends With Eviction
First she was assaulted with spray paint, then kidnapped. Now, Sharon the goat faces eviction.

The 7-month-old animal has been the mascot for the Sigma Chi fraternity at Southeast Missouri State University. On Oct. 21, someone got inside a security fence at the frat house and spray-painted the goat.

Then early Sunday, the fraternity reported Sharon missing.

Oh yeah, I'll BET they did...

Posted by tree hugging sister at October 26, 2005 04:27 PM


Wait until Ken hears about this. He is going to be pissed.

Posted by: Emily at October 26, 2005 04:31 PM

My best pal lives down the road from Cape Girardeau. I'll ask him if there's been any Ken sightings in the area.

Posted by: Cullen at October 26, 2005 05:03 PM

Because of the animal cruelty, Emily, or that he joined the wrong frat in college?

Posted by: tree hugging sister at October 26, 2005 05:11 PM

Now we know where Ken really was.....

Posted by: Crusader at October 26, 2005 05:18 PM

The cruelty thing. You know about the special love Ken has for these creatures.

Posted by: Emily at October 26, 2005 05:24 PM

So, besides dabbling in bestiality these frat boys are pedophiles! 7 month old goat, for shame, college boys...

Posted by: Major Dad at October 26, 2005 07:31 PM

Ok, Cape is, like, 45 minutes from my hometown. My cousin is a SEMO alumni. Represent.

(Plus, did y'all read about the attorney who showed up drunk for his DWI trial? Yeah, that was in my court. We made the national news. God.)

Posted by: Lisa at October 26, 2005 09:29 PM

Well, did he take a cab to court at least, Lisa?

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at October 26, 2005 09:40 PM

Looks like Ken is off the hook concerning an earlier situation.

h/t: Quentin George.

Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at October 27, 2005 02:56 AM


Oh hell, no. He was brought by a friend who was ALSO ten sheets to the wind. Apparently, partying all night is just the way to prepare for your DWI TRIAL.

Still can't believe it made the AP wires. . .

Posted by: Lisa at October 27, 2005 09:03 AM

"Tait said he and [his dead friend] were never given permission to go on the neighbours' property in the middle of the night to have sex with their horses," the sheriffs said.

Well, that's what you get for not asking permission.

So Lisa, get your face in the papers escorting the miscreants out?

Posted by: tree hugging sister at October 27, 2005 09:14 AM

Hahahahaaha! No.

That would be the job of Jim, our 65-year-old bailiff.

Posted by: Lisa at October 27, 2005 09:53 AM

Loved that story, Lisa. No place is safe from stupidity, apparently.

Posted by: Cullen at October 27, 2005 11:02 AM

Y'all are just jealous.

Posted by: Ken Summers at October 27, 2005 02:29 PM

You keep telling yourself that, Ken.

Posted by: Emily at October 27, 2005 06:04 PM