A very oddball fellow who used to work with me told the story of how one of his goats choked to death on something. He went to bury it & then decided he wasn’t absolutely sure it was dead, so he buried it with the head sticking out of the ground.
He was an interesting fellow (formerly Navy on fast-attack subs) & always had a story. We were never sure if he was actually telling the truth or being facetious.
We had a guy with a million stories at the railroad I worked for. Another, “rather colorful” coworker once said of the guy with the stories, “If John K. did HALF the f***ing things he’s said he’s done in his life, he’d be 3000 years old”.