A sweet, funny little video about the birth of the now-famous YouTube the goat. Hope you’re not eating Ethiopian tonight…
I was gonna post some Larry Birkenhead/Howard K. Stern slashporn, but this is just too cute not to toss on the blog immediately.











Whoa! Are you going all soft on us? I thought this was a euphemism for some bad taste movie. But it really is a goat. How very disappointing.
And why doesn’t YouTube’s sister have a name? Sexism rules, even in goat land. How about GoogleVideo?
How about renaming it “Kids–Don’t Try This At Home”.
As in, “driving down the road talking to the camera in your lap”?
Or maybe his wife was working it … the camera, I mean.
YouTube’s sister has a name: “YouTube’s Sister”. Goats have a rich and complex generational naming tradition.
Common names include: “A Goat”, “This Goat”, “Another Goat”, “Different Goat”, “Goat Who Is The Mother of This Goat”, and “Raincoaster”.
Now, this is what I was sort of hoping for – fainting goats, redneck woman, and a man with a scary umbrella:
http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=588849979264557085&q=goat
Speaking of sexism: Metro, his wife was driving.
Juvenal, if I post an audiofile of William S. Burroughs reading “Apocalypse” with its final, climactic goat reference, would that make you happy?
I get the strangest requests.
Sorry? Show me his wife on the driver’s side of that vehicle. His speech patterns throughout suggest he was distracted–as one might be by hurtling along at 60 mph while composing one’s video diary.
Metro – Check the video at the 3:43 (remaining) mark (right after the suggestive text about goat love) and you’ll see her driving.
*poke*
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Damn my boss for buying these cheap-ass dark monitors we use at work. I can’t see the wheel there. Doesn’t he understand I have important $#!7 to do? … Uh, on my lunch break … which I take at nearly 4 PM, uh … yeah.
Hunches over, squints and peers at monitor, bathing his eyeballs in a candle-like cascade of em radiation.
Ah, so it is. She is driving. Of course that wheel looks a little photoshopped. And the manner in which she is facing it would put her in exactly the wrong position if, as the government claims, there is only a single gunman …
Sorry, cross-posting on a different thread at the same time here.
*Poke* received.
It’s not the blog reading that your boss has a problem with: it’s your drinking on the job.