Slappin’ the pig, yee-haw!
When I was a kid, I knew this bully farm kid. He would sneak up behind the male goats (who had huge you know whats hanging down).
He would then kick the poor creatures in that area from behind as hard as he could and run and climb up to the barn rafters to escape the enraged animals.
stupid actions by stupid drunks
We have an alpaca farm, and parents often bring their kids here to see the alpacas. We have also taken them to fairs and street festivals. Every once in a while, we run into THAT KID...the one who, the minute he sees the animals, picks up a rock or stick and tries to hit them. We tell them on no uncertain terms to cut it out. Parents standing by usually say something like, “He just LOOOOVES animals!”
Umm, no, mama, he doesn’t, and you’d better give him a schooling quick before you find yourself fishing him out of the back of police cars. Things will only get worse for you.
We have always been able spot THAT KID and manage to stop him before he gets his licks in. I’m not talking about a kid who gets a little “boys will be boys” loud and excited, I’m talking about one who immediately grabs something with which to do harm.
And yes, they have all been boys.
Someone slapped Jane Garofolo?
They obviously didn’t read about this: http://www.bostonherald.com/business/healthcare/view.bg?articleid=1061152113
“Pleasanton Pig Slappers” would be a good name for a country-western music group.