Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for January 10, 2022

At least the goat didn’t take their aluminum or tin cans.

So… to encourage recycling they decided to produce waste…

I know the feeling… “you’re missing a stamp here” “you need a form 374GH9-29/63” “yes, this is the form, but you need a version D and this one here is C” I left the building with the file in my mouth and ate it!

I don’t think that building a pile of discarded washing machines really counts as recycling. As long as they’re in that pyramid, they’re not being made into new products.

And the goat is now revered as the G.O.A.T.

Take care, may Punjab warrior turned traffic cop Atharvi “I Use Whistle You Use Car Horn Now We Make ’I’m A Little Teapot’ Song” Ghandord be with you, and gesundheit.

Steve set the tone for today’s discussion, but I’m going to try to clean it up a bit. Not a lot, just a bit.

One evening, I was going to milk a goat in the barn. As I started, the goat tried to kick me by her back leg, so I took a rope and tied her leg to one of the wooden poles in the barn.

I tried to continue, but she tried to kick me by the other back leg, so I took another rope and tied it to the other pole.

Then, as I was bending over to start milking her again, my belt buckle cracked, the belt came loose and my pants fell down…

And my wife came to the barn…

There are some situations, you are just not able to explain.

Until next time.

Can we get some of these goats for our government offices?

That goat needed something to read after it cancelled it’s subscription to the Goat Times

and my clothes were in the one on the top

While attending a Marriage Weekend, Frank and his wife Ann listened to the instructor declare, “it is essential that husband and wives know the things that are important to each other.” He then addressed the men, “Can you name and describe your wife’s favorite flower?”

Frank leaned over, touched Ann’s arm gently, and whispered, “Gold Medal – All Purpose, isn’t it?”

And thus began Frank’s life of celibacy!

Not sure I’d call that “recycling”

Cheese noodles… yum. Nice taste, Ludwig.

I suspect it was just a scapegoat.

In my experience, that goat would probably be increasing the efficiency of India’s Bureaucratic process.

Why wouldn’t you believe that cheese noodles were Beethoven’s favorite meals?

Note: I’m actually Comicfan, but i accidentally logged off, and lo, here i am. I said this in a couple of other comics, and now this one.

GOTT MIT POMMES! (Also don’t eat Pommes all the time eat Käsespätzle noodles too)