No, it’s not my goat.
I just happened to be standing there watching the parade when the guy with the goat came by.
Isn’t that the way that it always seems to happen?
If the goat guy was hanging out near you, wouldn’t you take a picture? Maybe even try to get a selfie with the goat?
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