My family used to have a goat,called Jeff he was in the family for years .We named him after a good friend whos name was the same.This never really caused any problems until ,one day we had to go away for a weekend ,so I chained Jeff up to the gum tree as we usually do so he wouldnt eat all the plants.Anyway we get back and walk around the back.....SHOCK.......HORROR....our poor little pet goat Jeff had climbed the tree got the chain caught on a branch and hung himself.So there he is swingin I tell .my wife to get the kids inside so they didnt see him and cut him down.After I buried him I went Inside to have a bong and the phone rang it was another mate he said" hows it goin mate "and i said "yeah man ok i guess except Jeff hung himself in the gum tree out the back." Liam is like" man thats harsh are u ok ?"",yeah mate ill be fine I just need a bong or 2 and chill" i say.So he says seeya ill let u alone catch up soon. Man the bullshit this call caused was un believable my mate liam had told all our friends that Jeff ..Jeff our mate not the goat had hung himself at my place. People from all over the neighborhood came knockin at my door to pay there respects and Im like fck its not Jeff its the fkn goat. Lol I can laugh now but what a mess and a bad case of mistaken identity.:D
