Today will be a good day. Here’s the Ping Pong twins, ear by ear.

18/12 2017
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Good goat times today. Cold and wet, of course. Still a little snow around, but mostly just dirty patches here and there. At least it kept mostly dry while I was with the goats. That makes things easier. I brought some spaghetti for the girls again. They sure do love it. Especially Mio. She dang near knocked my hand off while headbutting Mia away. I think it’s fair to say it’s now her favourite treat of all. Closely followed by… every other treat. She’s so funny with her snorting and harrumphing. The nerve of someone else wanting the food that is obviously meant to be just for her. Harrumph!
A sweet, little girl with an older lady came by. She was enjoying giving out hay to the horses, who were still inside waiting to be let out. The joy of little kids with the animals is always heartwarming.
I was in for a cold walk home, though. It started to rain. Rain and sleet and cold wind right in my face. When I made it back home I could hardly feel my face or close my eyes. Thankful for long, hot showers. I kinda wanted to boil myself like a lobster.
18/12 2017
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Oh well I guess that thing does have a door after all.

18/12 2017
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We’re not completely snowfree, but some of the grass has cleared. So the girls actually got to do a little grazing today.

18/12 2017
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I’m sorry, Jimmy. We can’t afford presents this year. It takes time for the wonderful tax cuts to trickle down to us normal folks. Maybe next year, if you’re lucky. Now go play with your stick and lumps of coal.
18/12 2017
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I can haz feetsies.

18/12 2017
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around and around like a fucked up song by a fucked up dane

18/12 2017
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Lights out for today. I’m going to go sleep it off. Whatever it is.
If you’d like to join my mailing list, please send a lifesized cardboard cutout of yourself and I’ll place you in the mailing list room where all the mailing list mailiers are listed in the mailing of mail mail mail sorry this isn’t going anywhere. I’ll take it with me to bed instead. Please allow 48 hours for delivery, 24 if the stork has good weather and makes all the green lights.
Splut.
18/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Yogi day.

19/12 2017
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Oh mud.

19/12 2017
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I’m not so learned in the bible. Did god get consent from the virgin Mary?
#Controversial
19/12 2017
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I would like this new thing where Facebook gives me local weather reports a lot more if all the reports didn’t include “rain is forecasted”.
19/12 2017
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Right now Santa is lying in a hammock in his sauna room going “Please let them cancel Christmas, please let them cancel christmas, please let them cancel christmas. I don’t wanna go back to work”.
19/12 2017
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Millions of impeaches, impeaches for me. LOOKOUT!


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Also the goats

19/12 2017
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When you find that perfect, comfy spot.

19/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

20/12 2017
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I have a great idea for a tax reform. Now hear me out, this stuff is complicated you know. But basically it involves all of you guys paying lots and lots of money. And all of it goes to me. In turn I promise that for the rest of my life I’ll spend all that money frivolously and so it will slowly trickle back to you. I call it the “You scratch my back, and eventually I’ll probably trickle on yours” bill. Please ignore all the handwritten notes in the margins. It’s just inconsequential stuff about abortions being mandatory and guns costing as much as cars and requiring the same effort to obtain as cars and also you can only have one, two at the most if you’re really rich and need to make up for what you’re lacking downstairs, if you know what I mean nudge nudge wink wink. Oh also there’s the part about not being allow to say Christmas, except on February 29th. 1978.
Just, don’t bother reading it. Sign here and here and give me your credit card number if I don’t already have it on file.
Now I’m off to dig up Alaska and shoot bears in the face.
IS THE SATIRE NOT WORKING HOW IS IT NOT WORKING?!
20/12 2017
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“I’m totally invisible” thinks the invisible goat.

20/12 2017
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goatlog

20/12 2017
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And here’s some cat love for the cat lovers.
link: Mousy video
20/12 2017
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OH MY GOD. SOYLENT BLUE IS MADE OF SMURFS
20/12 2017
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I hereby tender my resignation.
And then lightly salt it and put it in the oven for 45-50 minutes. Oh did I mention I have a cooking show now? It’s called “Cooking With Lasse”. And then you wipe some dust from the TV Guide and it says “Cooking HUMANS with Lasse”. Now please follow me into this sauna and sit quietly while I block the door from the outside. Also put this stick of butter in your mouth and sprinkle yourself with parsley. Thanks. I’ll give you a good review on Gulp! which is the Yelp! for cannibals.
Speaking of cannibals. Do you think you can get cannabis flavoured humans?
You guys do some research and write a report and I’ll look at it in the morning. Please remember to fact check and name your sources. You will be graded on your handwriting. There is no loading and unloading in the ozone zone. Follow the clearly marked signs to the dreamzone and do not attempt to adjust your set. Or your package. Please park your physical body in the booty zone. Do not pass go and do not collect 200 dollars unless you’re a wealthy real estate owner with a private jet. This has gone on for far too long. Please see addendum A section 12 paragraphy 6 titles “How to keep your goodnight post brief and to the point, with detailed examples and an analysis of why you shouldn’t end with the phrase ‘the first such incident occcured,,,'”
20/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Bruce and Clark for your Thursday throwbacksies.

21/12 2017
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MERRY GOATMAS

21/12 2017
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Yeah, so how are you guys? Anything new with you? Yeah? Uh huh? Cool. So, obviously good goat times today. THEY ARE SO CUTE. Oh my goat. Haha, when I got there I was hoping we’d have the new arrivals ready. But I didn’t see them in the dark. So I just went about my business getting breakfast for Mia and Mio. And then I heard a tiny little squeak. And I thought to myself I thought, that did not sound like our big girls. So I had another look in the other stall. And there they were. All tiny and quiet in the dark.
Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Well, one boy and one girl. I took Mia and Mio out and tied them down on the grass outside. They weren’t thrilled about that of course. But if I had let them go free they wouldn’t have let the little ones get near me. So that had to be done. Then I got the two new ones out. They are so cute and fluffy. Tubby little things. They went around nibbling at the grass. They seem very comfortable and well adjusted. Happy to be touched and not afraid. They mostly kept a safe distance from the big ladies. Who were busy giving them the death stare. The nerve, such little newbies taking all of uncle’s attention while we have to be tied up! Grumbleth. I made sure to give them some attention, and treats, as well. But of course I had to get acquainted with the little ones. Chubby kids, as I said. Anne asked if I’d given them breakfast and if I hadn’t then I shouldn’t haha. I hadn’t. They don’t need goat pills right now. Just hay and grass. And.. the occasional treats from uncle Treatbag. Yes, they liked raisins. Especially the little girl was very eager for more. Her name is Sky, although Anne said she didn’t think she looks like a Sky so she’s going to try to get that changed. We’ll see. The boy is named Milo. Milo and Sky. They are the softest little goat plushies I ever did feel. I just want to hugs them and never lets them go.
A family with kids came by. And fawned over the babes. i’m sure there’ll be a lot of that in the future. They fed Mia and Mio too, so that was nice. Everyone was happy.
Later on I took the whole gang back to the goat pen. The little ones were nibbling on branches. And then they went to the new goat house. There was a little hay for them there. Kinda funny with two tiny things in a big empty goat house haha. I took them down to the bench and sat with them there too. Two goat kids in my lap. I’ve missed that.
Mia and Mio are generally okay with them. Curious. And every now and then they get a little swing of the head. Gotta make sure everyone knows who’s the boss. And who’s the second in command. But the little ones are so small and fast that they won’t have any problems getting away if the big girls get too mean.
And now here we are. Lots to process. I assure you that you’ll get to hear, and see, a lot of them in the future. I look forward to getting to know them.
21/12 2017
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AND A HAPPY NEW GOATS

21/12 2017
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Cool kids

21/12 2017
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I’m afraid there will be no christmas in Chocolate Land this year, as I just ate Chocolate Santa.
Celebrations were in order. Someone had to pay the price.
21/12 2017
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where my eyes can barely read the screen anymore. It’s been a big day. Thank you all for sharing in the joy. It’s so nice that I can first experience the joy myself. Then I can go home and share it with you. And then I can go on Mia’s page and share it with everyone there. It’s exciting to see everyone get excited. It’s been a rough year but at least it looks like ending on a high note.
Oh also, I got a bunch of mail. But I’m not going to get to opening it until tomorrow at the soonest. But I know there is some from some of you out there, so there’s that to look forward to. Also goats.
21/12 2017
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Today will be a good day.

22/12 2017
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updated his profile picture.
Bundles of joy

22/12 2017
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goatlog

22/12 2017
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A mighty big thank you and happy seasonal holidymas go out to Cindy Porter, Kathleen Murphy, Debbie Wilkins (x2!) and Pamela Smotherman! Thank you so much for the cards and the sweet messages. I feel the love and jolly. Tis the season for good tidings, thank you for sending me them.

22/12 2017
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By the way, I won’t be sending out christmas gifts this year because I kinda accidentally on purpose while high on baby goats blew the whole budget on a friend with a goat in need. Charity to animals in need is my gift to you all, there are no refunds and I do not validate parking. Please help yourself to a complimentary candy cane on your way out. Oh wait, we’re out of candy canes. Can you get me some candy canes? Thanks. Have a jolly consumeristmas.
22/12 2017
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Already hamming it up for the camera.

22/12 2017
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An app that plays the Miami Vice theme every time you get up from the couch to get a sip of lemonade from the fridge.
22/12 2017
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Hey guys, i’m going for a Kessel run. Do any of you need something from the Kessel store?
I’ll be back in a parsec or two.
22/12 2017
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It almost looks like Mia is standing on Sky’s back. Honey, I shrank the Mia.

22/12 2017
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Find your happy place, and dig your heels in.

23/12 2017
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Today will be a good day.

link: All I want for christmas is you, memory
23/12 2017
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Thank you so much Deborah Ladd! A wonderful calendar, with wonderful pictures. Sweet, beautiful memories. It’s perfect, I love it! Feeling the love!
And I will paypal 5 dollars to the first person to identify the music track I put on this slideshow. I should have put more effort into the pictures instead, haha. But it looks great in person. A delightful surprise.
link: Calendar video
23/12 2017
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There is a page on Facebox called “God Emperor Trump”. I wonder how many good Christian people are following it? Remind me the first 3 commandments?
You shall have no other gods before Me.
You shall not make idols.
You shall not take the name of the LORD your God in vain.
Anyway, two corinthians walk into a bar. “I can’t believe they keep lowering the bar” said the liberal snowflake commentator.
Tis the day before christmas and I’m sitting in front of the fireplace, hoping the presents will come trickling down from the taxfree jetplane overhead.
23/12 2017
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I’m cute and I know it

23/12 2017
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Working on a secret goat secret thing goat thing secret. Gotta be done for tomorrow. Gotta get it done before my eyes give out. As the tiredness creeps in my eyesight gets worse and worse. I think I’ll be going to bed early tonight. But I gotta get this done first. IT’S SUPER ROUGH HAVING DEADLINES GUYS now I know how people with real jobs have it, except I’m like santa I only make this particular thing once a year, if that. By the way, are you up Santa? They didn’t cancel christmas. You better be loading the sleigh. I need five crates of peanuts or there will be some disappointed goaties on Christmas eve.
23/12 2017
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Has anyone made a Wham’s Last Christmas parody about The Last Jedi? Because if not then the time traveller did his job well and can now proceed further back to kill baby Hitler.
23/12 2017
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Okay, I am done for today. My eyes have suffered enough. Slaving over Photoshop and Virtualdub. But there will be premium goat content tomorrow, I can tells you that. I also ate too much. In general, I mean. Most of my life. But also today. But it’s always nice to have a Christmas holiday to blame. Tomorrow is Christmas in Denmark. We celebrate on the 24th, as is right and proper. The Viking Demibalrog shall be pleased by the sacrifices we are preparing. There shall be much wailing and gnashing of teeth. And later on, when we’re too stuffed to go pillaging and plundering we’ll settle down on our classical chairs and enjoy a good flute symphony by the village flutist. And then we shall dismember him and feed him to the goats. Which is particularly cruel since goats don’t eat meat. But such is the life of a flutist in a viking commons. There but for the grace of snork.
Also, no one guess the song on the slideshow video so that’s five dollars I’m keeping for myself. I shall spend it on petty cash and petty revenge on those who have wronged me during the last year. Starting with the little gnomes that keep sneaking into my bedroom and farting. They are as cruel as they are real and surely not a figment of my imagination or a clever cover story designed to distract you from the real truth. THAT JIMMY KIMMEL ORCHESTRATED BENGASIL!!! Wake up sheeple. I am your alarm clock. Wake up. I am your alarm clock. Wake up. This is a reminder to turn off your TV. Turn off your TV.
Tis the night before christmas and all through the house. Not a creature stirred, except for the womenfolk in the kitchen stirring the stew for the festivitus tomorrow. Ah womenfolk. What would we do without them? I guess we’d have to stir the stew ourselves, plus a lot of gay stuff.
Anyway, please shred this document after you have read it and tell no one of what it is that it was and ever so more shall be again once the Demibalrog behooft it.
By the glory of Gemeshlehem, lord of the shadow may he light our way when the stars go out. Blessed be your carrot tops and the thoughts that linger when you turn off the mind. Shaka when the walls sort of shifted. See you beyond the veil. We really should write shorter outros, by this rate I won’t be done until new years ever
HAPPY NEW Yohbloodyheck
23/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys. And merry christmas and happy holidaymas and a festivus for the restofussians.

24/12 2017
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Merry goatmas facebox. I am off to celebrate with the family. The human one. Just our traditional, simple little do. See you laterz.

24/12 2017
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Merry Christmas from the Henriksen household.
That’s me on the left, my brother Peter, my mother Anni and my dad Kaj.
Thank you all for thinking of us through the year. We appreciate the support and love!

24/12 2017
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Good christmastimes today. Now you know I’m a modest, humble person. But I feel that I have to announce publically that I, me, this guy, won the contest of finding the whole almond in the risalamande. Some people say it’s just random. That it’s pure luck who happens to find the almond. But we all know that’s not right. It’s a game of skill. Of expertise and experience. The hunter knows his prey. He IS his prey. He becomes one with the almond and they are forever bonded. Until he eats it. Tonight, I am the almond. You could say, in a way… I was always the almond.
And I won chocolate.
24/12 2017
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Here are some outtakes from the Christmas photoshoot. Oh the indignities these goats must suffer. I owe them a lot of peanuts.

24/12 2017
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Here’s a little video from our christmas. It’s never as charming in HD. But just a glimpse. Of course I had to watch Disney’s christmas special. Every year. Plus some oldtimey Danish Christmas traditional TV, The Julekalender. Which will make all the sense you foreigners. And then the menfolk helping in the kitchen since mama chef is still recovering. And a bit of eating. And that’s all. Lowkey as we do it. Unfortunately I didn’t videotape my glorious almond victory. I shall make a re-enactment if Dave Grohl gets back to me about starring as me in my production of me wining all the chocolate.
link: Christmas video
24/12 2017
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It’s getting kind of late. Is it okay if I just jingle half the way? I was planning to jingle all the way, but I think I’m all jingled out.
Hope you’re all having merry times. Thank you for helping make my day a jolly one. I feel lucky to know you all. *bows* I am not worthy.
25/12 2017
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End of Facebook, go go goat photos.

That’s all for this week.

Today will be a good day. Here’s Magnethe and Mads from 2007.

11/12 2017
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It’s beginning to look at lot like, it snowed.
link: Video of me in snow
11/12 2017
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This is my trick to staying warm. Chemical handwarmers stuffed in my scarf. And as a bonus it totally looks great, fashion high five amirite! My fashion sense never ceases to amaze even I.
I need earmuffs for my nose, though.

11/12 2017
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Yes, so good goat times today. Even though it was cold. It wasn’t too horrible actually. Maybe because there was a good deal of sun. And I was dressed fairly appropriately. With the handwarmers in my scarf and all. My nose is the only problem. And it’s a big problem. Bignose. I somehow managed to not even fall once, somehow. My shoes don’t have very good grip. I survived. The goaties aren’t fond of the wet and cold, of course. And of course I picked this day to forget my bags of peanuts and raisins. Such a cold day when you really need treats to keep the spirits up. Oh dear. Good thing I had pumpkin seeds. Normally I like to drop ’em all in a pile and film them hoover it all up. But today I handed them out as treats instead. Not perfect, but it worked.
Remember I talked about the goats getting a new house? Well, today construction started. One guy, with wooden planks. We’ll see how that turns out. But I’m sure the goats will enjoy having their own litlte house to live in. And then I do believe their space in the stables will be taken over by a new horse, a fifth in the flock. At least that was the plan when last I heard of it. The goats weren’t too happy with the guy carrying planks around and using machines. Also, they weren’t thrilled that they got put in the horse pen. Because of the work going on in their pen now. The horse pen is lots and lots of frozen mud right now. And then add the demon horses. And snow. Yeah, poor goaties. But it’ll do for now. Until their house is built. Not sure how long it will take. Once the guy has put it up Alice is going to build the inside stuff, she told me. Maybe I should ask if they can make a spare guest bedroom for me.
11/12 2017
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Grandma’s name is no.

11/12 2017
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Hey Santa, this year for seasonal holidymas I wish for a bluray player, a 4k tv and Twin Peaks The Return on bluray. By reading this you have entered into a legally binding contract and will be subject to statutory damages should you fail to live up to your aforementioned obligations.
I will also accept a check for a sufficient amount that would enable me to purchase said items myself. Please make it out to WishYouWereHer@JessicAlba.netscap/gallery.exe. Thank you, also a suggestion for you suggestion box: Goats to replace reindeer. Get with the times. Goats are the new it.
11/12 2017
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Signing off for today. Time to roam the dreamscape, looking for portals to other minds. Who knows, maybe I’ll show up in yours? If you hear a knock, put the pizza in the oven.
Like I said, I’m feeling more myself. But I can still feel the darkness. The sad. The river. It’s there. But it’s nice that it hasn’t ruled me. Since I got the news about dad, I guess. That was a big enough boulder to divery the river. Tomorrow is the Roy Moore election, isn’t it? We’ll see if I survive that.
Maybe I should share the good news? They are confirmed now, so I guess I could. What do you say? Paypal me funds to buy a 4k TV and I’ll tell you. I don’t think I can put my trust in Santa. He’s got high priced elf layers, and spies on every shelf. He’ll weasel out of it somehow. Like the time I wished for world peace and then he gave me a snowglove with a note saying “this world is pretty peaceful”. That was the year santa made MY naughty list. And not the good one. The non Kama Sutra one. I’ve said too much. Note to self: Always stop writing one paragraph before you intended to.
Insert Coin To Play
11/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Yogi day, guys.

12/12 2017
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goatlog

12/12 2017
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Here’s some more behind-the-scenes premium bonus content. This one is from the blooper reel. Mia knocking over the tripod. I wonder if I should get goat insurance?
link: Camera fall video
12/12 2017
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Mia inspecting the materials for her new house.

12/12 2017
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Okay, since the cat is out of the bag somewhat. The good news coming is that we’ll be geting a couple of new goats at the playground. They will be two little pygmies. Or dwarfs. I’m never sure what the difference is between those. But anyway. They won’t be newborn babies, but they will be little young ones. A brother and sister I do believe. The boy will be castrated. Like two little Yogis. I am sure we’ll be having a lot of fun with them. It will be interesting to see how Mio and Mia react. I would love it if they would all gel into one big group. But I guess there’s a good chance it will be like with Yogi. Mia and Mio are so bonded, and will be so much bigger and stronger. They might end up splitting into two little groups, having out together but mostly sticking in twos. We’ll see. Alice has been out sick which has postponed, but she told me it will happen before Christmas at least. So in the next couple of weeks. I haven’t seen them yet myself, but I bet they’re super cute. I mean, they’re goats. So that’s pretty much a given. And hopefully they won’t mind being spoiled and uncle-handed by a crazy human.
12/12 2017
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[david attenborough voice]
As temperatures drop and the frost sets in, the elusive Lasseturtle will withdraw into its protective shell, leaving as litlte bare skin exposed to the cold air as possible.
[/david attenborough voice]

12/12 2017
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2:07 am, editing goat videos and snow photos. Urge to eat cookies rising.

13/12 2017
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“People magazine publishes photo of Donald Trump with accuser he claims he never met”
FAKE NEWS. It must have been her Tulpa. This is a conspiracy by the inhabiting spirits of the Black Lodge. We need to build a wall around the Black Lodge so we only let White Lodge spirits in. I mean, it’s not about colour. But. You know the Black Lodge aren’t sending their best spirits. They’re sending their BoBs and their Evolution Of The Arms and their Woodsmen.
#PoliticalTwinPeaksHumour #LateNightLasse
13/12 2017
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And this is the back of the shed from a slightly different angle.

13/12 2017
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It looks like Dougie Jones won. Roy Moore lost. I am surprised, I have to admit. The fact that it wasn’t a slam dunk from the getgo still means that… there’s a lot of stuff wrong in the world. But I am happy about this. I don’t care if you’re a repurblican or demurcrat. I count this as a win for humanity. One more little light in the dark. I hope it will get stronger. At least having the endorsement of Trump and campaigning by Bannon isn’t a guaranteed win. There’s gotta be other ways, for both parties.
Thank you, Alabama. Now lock up your daughters, the 5th horseman of the pedocalypse is going to have more time on his hands I guess. Mothers, just say no.
13/12 2017
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If this is a dream, don’t wake me. I need this. I need 2017 to have a twist ending with stuff going right and things being okay. I didn’t see that one coming. I put all my money on “Killer clowns kill us all” and no dollars on “Democrat wins Alabama”.
13/12 2017
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Just so there isn’t politics on the front page, here’s Mia with snow on her nose.
“Damn snowflakes”
Whoops!

13/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

13/12 2017
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Hey, this is where I live in snow. No, I mean I don’t live in snow. This is where I live, in snow. The place is in snow. Now.
Wait, let me draw you a diagram.

13/12 2017
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The thumping beat of a bass in the building.
Or, the loud thumping of the machines outside. I really don’t know. You kids with your weird music these days. And you construction workers with your constant construction working. Get off my lawn! But mow it first. And would it kill you to bring me a slice of pizza every now and then?
13/12 2017
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goatlog

13/12 2017
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Do you ever get the feeling someone is watching you?

13/12 2017
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“Roy Moore refuses to concede, says “we also know that God is in control””
That reminds me of that story… I forget exactly how it goes, but you know it surely. Basically there’s a flood and a guy is stuck on a roof. And then various people in various boats and floating things come by and offer to rescue him and he turns them all down, reasoning that he doesn’t need their help because god will save him. And then he drowns and dies and at the pearly gates he asks god why he didn’t save him. And god goes “well I sent you this guy, and that guy, and this boat, and that boat etc but you never got on any of them”.
Yes. God is in control. And you lost the election.What incredible hubris is it to just naturally assume that god wants YOU to win. That the election result is against god’s plan. That god’s will is only done when YOU win. Thou shalt not.. be Roy Moorish.
13/12 2017
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Here, have some snow.

13/12 2017
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And for those of you who don’t like snow, there’s snow.

13/12 2017
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Nevertheless, he went to bed.
While I’m gone why don’t you enjoy this musical slideshow. A Journey Into Fog.
Pretentious, moi?
Alors, Pyll ze autre fingerrr.
link: Fog video
13/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. I hada bit of a rough night, but I’m fine. I’ll tell you about it later. Here’s Fuzzy flashback.

14/12 2017
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Good goat times today. I’m glad I made it out. I almost didn’t. But I’ll tell you about that later. The goating was good. The weather not so much. Cold, of course. A little rain and sleet. Still snow on the ground, but I doubt it’ll last much longer. Cold and wet. So naturally the goaties didn’t want to come out. Neither did I. Wasn’t feeling too well, so staying inside with them was just fine with me. When Anne came to feed and take out the horses it was cute to see Mia closely observing her. “Is that for me?!? ..no? …but is THAT for me?!… no? …how about that, is that for me?”. So hopeful. It’s a hard concept to grasp, a human giving out food but not to goats. I made sure to make up for it by giving them peanuts, which I had remembered this time. And some treats for Mousy. By treats I just mean a couple of bits from the big tin of cat food that they have standing around.
Later on we went out in the goat pen and say in the shelter. There is now a big, wooden cube standing next to the shelter. The goat house. It’s not done, but it’s looking like a goat house on the outside. While taking some pictures of Mia and Mio in the shelter I managed to drop my lens cap in the mud. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a black lens in watery mud? It was a miracle that I did. Also a miracle that I managed to not fall. Now the snow is wet and everything is wet and slippery. But I managed.
Now I need food please. Is that for me? Is that for me? Is that for me?
14/12 2017
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Nope.

14/12 2017
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I am very very tired. Didn’t sleep well last night. Not sure what happened. Well, I just looked up ‘heartburn’ on t’internets and that does seem to fit the bill. It was really bad. I’ve had it before, on rare occasion. But never as bad as this. I did briefly consider whether I was going to live or not. Apparently I survived, unless this is the afterlife. i’d expect there to be more pizza in the afterlife. That or flowing rivers of fire and pain.
Well, I’m feeling better now. Although it hurts when I swallow. I think it’s soreness from last night’s vomiting and burping. I almost stayed home in bed this morning, but I’m glad I made it out. Even though the walk home was total zombie walk. I was so tired that I considered passing out. But I didn’t want to be an inconvenience to the traffic at large.
Yeah, that was unpleasant on a massive scale.
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What’s all this then!?
Not looking particularly elegant, but functional hopefully. Not done yet, but coming along.

14/12 2017
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Time for me to go to bed. I am so so tired. I would have been in bed already if I hadn’t had to watch the season finale of Mr Robot (loved it, best episode of the season. Can’t wait for season 4). But now, finally, I can head to the dreamscape where the only heartburn is the goblin hearts in the fire that we roast marshmallows in. Thanks all for the concern and advice. I’m not worried. Just… remind me not to trust myself with cookies AND icecream at the same time. I have no self control. It’s like I’m a guy wtih a TV who lost the remote. What, I’m going to get up and manually change channels? No uh. I’ll just sit here and watch…reruns of The Mist? Oh no!
14/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Flashback to Mads and me in 2006.

15/12 2017
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In case you didn’t see it in the comments of the affirmation post, here’s an old seasonal holidaymas video of myself and my human family. Speaking of which, my brother is free of infection and my mother’s recovery is going as planned. Jolly jolly.
Oh and I’m feeling much better myself. No heartburn. Just a lump of coal left.

15/12 2017
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goatlog

15/12 2017
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The construction worker is inspecting the materials, while the foreman keeps watch from the shed. Another day in the busy world of goat construction.

15/12 2017
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Look what I got! Seasonal holidaymas cards! Thank you so much Lynne Howard for the lovely card and beautiful message! And thank you to Casey, who is a friend on Mia’s page and wanted to send a card. Really sweet. Sorry the photo isn’t so good, but [make up excuse and write it here later, then eat lots of pizza and write a post about how you ate salad today]

15/12 2017
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Happy to announce that Lasseturtle Goat Studios has been acquired by the Walt Disney company in a deal rumoured to be worth 54mil Peanuts and change.
Rest assured this will not affect the planned video postings, said a spokesperson dressed in a Mickey Mousy costume who was loitering in the general neighbourhood.
15/12 2017
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Quick poll. Should I watch The Last Jedi tonight?
It’s a lousy copy but… who am I kidding. i’m not going to be able to wait for something better.
16/12 2017
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Can you patch me through to General Hux?
16/12 2017
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There are no words.
Well, there are 3. The Last Jedi.
What a ride. Wow. I have to process it all. And I can’t wait to see it again in proper quality. There was a lot of stuff I was not expecting. Not everything worked 100% for me. But it probably will on second viewing. Because wow. I didn’t expect the. And when the thing. And I can’t believe they. I would have never guessed that. You know?
Oh I wish we could have a 2½ hour Star Wars movie every month. I could not get tired of this. They should release a saga and an anthology and one of Rian’s new trilogy every year. Three Star Wars movies a year. That would be ok, as long as they also get to making that live action TV series.
I’m sure this film will be divisive amongst some of the fans. I already know some of the Luka fanboys will be crying out at some of the things with the things at the things on things (that is not a spoiler, btw. Just things). . But that would have happened no matter what. It’s like politics and religion. Everyone has their own truth. And they need the world to fit into that mold. But at the end of the day I take comfort in the fact that THE PORGS ARE KRIFFIN AWESOME AND YOU KNOW IT.
All Porgs All The Way. I’m ready for Rian’s Porg Trilogy. May the Porgs be with you, suckers! Resistance is futile, the Porg collective will assimilililate you.
16/12 2017
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I wish Carrie Fisher was alive.
16/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. May the goats and pizza be with you.

16/12 2017
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I’m glad I managed to watch The Last Jedi beore the asteroid came to extintify us all. See you in the stars, mudderforkers!
16/12 2017
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Been a while since we hung out in this shelter in the horse pen.

16/12 2017
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Mia has learned a new trick. She can’t get into the food storage units below, but she can get up there to the shelf and knock things down. That’s where she found the bowl of foodstuff that she knocked down when Anne asked me if the goats had done it. Now every time Mia is over there jumps up to see if there’s something she steal or knock over. Darn goats. Nothing but trouble. I don’t know why we keep them around. They’re lucky they’re such hard workers in our construction business.

16/12 2017
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I have come to the conclusion that staying up all night watching The Last Jedi was a great idea, and all the singing butterflies that are currently flying around my head performing a medley of the most beloved Disney songs of my childhood all agree. Wait, those aren’t butterflies. Those are porgs. And they’re singing Mozart’s Requiem. I think I may be hallerciner…halloosinu… hallocinal. But you can call me and when you call me you can call me Al. HAPPY AL’OWEEN EVERYONE!
Anyway, I think I need to go to bed before the porgs take all the good mattresses in the dormitory. This jedi academy is a hard knock life. I knew I should have gone to Hogwarts. I mean, I have warts and I smell like a hog and also eat like one and many people say I have the personality of one. Ever since that wizard cast a ManBeHog spell on me. Hmm. Anyway, see you tomorrow dancing Mozart Porgs is a sentence you probably haven’t heard before.
16/12 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

17/12 2017
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Oh look at this. A big box wrapped in goat paper. WHAT’S IN THE BOX WHAT’S IN THE BOX?! I think it’s time to open this bad boy up. Stay tuned.

17/12 2017
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Here’s what’s in the box! Thank you so much Angeline Slaats! What an amazing package, I’m not sure I’ve ever gotten something like this before haha. Christmas ornaments and animals sculpts and a pizza cutter! Haha my favourite is the tomato pot thing. You can take the top lid off. It’s neat. And tomato! Thank you so much for thinking of me! I am amazed. Sorry it took so long for me to get it opened. Worth the wait! Oh cupcake tea! I’ve never had cupcake tea but it’s gotta be good. You probably can’t see all the details in the picture, but it’s all really cool. And thank you so much for the card too, that was a beautiful message.

17/12 2017
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I don’t know what you guys are planning, but I’m sure I’ll be finding out…

17/12 2017
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Playing hide’n’seek with white goats in the snow…

17/12 2017
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goatlog

17/12 2017
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Hmm. How many goats in this picture?!

17/12 2017
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Been a while since the goaties were out in the dark fairy forest. Less dark now with the snow. And the fence that used to seperate the trees from the horse field is gone now, so it all feels a little more open.

17/12 2017
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End of Facebook, go go goat photos.

That’s all for this week.