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Kids, Don't Try This at Home ...
Today as I was coming into work I spent some time communing with a large gaggle of geese grazing on the field in front of the building. I began wondering if there was a way to determine sex based on plumage.
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Well, I'll keep that in mind the next time I...I"m going nowhere with this
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Uh ok :bolt:
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the best way of 'sexing' a goose is to walk up to them with your arms spread up and out wide. the males will peck you in the nuts, the females will bitchslap you with their wings.
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I find that if I flirt, in a goosey maner, the females swoon and the males get agressive. :lol:
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When our friends' cockatiels had babies, they did DNA testing to sex them. I suppose that's asking a bit much for wild geese . . .
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It's easier to just check 'em out when ya cook 'em up. :yum:
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Soooo, Wolf ....... How many were male, and how many were female, and how many fingers do you have left?:p
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I wonder if that's where the term "goosed" comes from.
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Indeed; do NOT read this thread while drinking any beverage -- not if you value tidiness...
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Sheldon has that effect on me quite often! ( I just reread this...I mean he makes me laugh like that quite often) :blush: Quote:
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LOL! I'll keep my fingers to myself. :)
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Soooo.. wolf, still bite your nails?
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im in ur parx....
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sexin ur g33z
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Funny stuff!
Related question: on the way into work this morning there was one lone goose on our campus lake (more like a pond, I guess) I have never seen a goose completely alone. Where were all his buddies? I thought they always flew in groups of at least 3. I felt sad for him, and wanted to take him home. (Disclaimer: all references to "he" or "him" are pure conjecture; I have at no time sexed a goose, nor do I foresee ever doing so.) :p |
Your touching story inspired me to write a poem.
The Goose There is a lonely goose On our pond Has he come inland Because it is cold? He circled once And without a mistake He knew very well He was far too late The geese have fled And with them my heart Just one lonely goose With my hand up his arse. |
Gawd, Sundae...
(sheds a tear...) ...that's beautiful! |
May I respectfully suggest that the title of that poem be changed to "The Goose Goose"?
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I will now, at this very second and without permission!, appoint myself SG's literary proxy.
With that in mind, SG respectfully retitles her poem "The Goose Goose" but nothing to do with Mother Goose as SG doesn't wish to infringe upon any copyrights, etc. |
Shouldn't you be studying statistics? :whip:
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That Ma Goose is a stickler for trademarks! :)
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What are the odds that Brianna would post in the Cellar instead of studying statistics? Also, do 4 out of 5 Cellarites recommend that behavior?
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I just wanted to use the whip smilie.
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I bet all his buddies are but ghosts of Christmas just past. He sounds cold and lonely. You should take him home to get warm. About 425F should do it. You need a stuffing recipe? |
To paraphrase SG: if I had to do the killin' and preppin' I would never eat any kind of meat!
That was a funny post, btw monster! :p |
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