Learning abut guilt

A colleague here at work has just confessed that, as a nine year-old,
he was responsible for the untimely death of his hamster.

We wondered if his Action Man parachute would work on the hamster, and
so sort of strapped it in, and lobbed it out of his bedroom window.

And.....

Not what you're thinking. The parachute worked perfectly. The
bewildered rodent floated down gently. Right into the waiting paws of
the family cat that happened to be underneath.

"I've never run down stairs so fast, but I was too late."

He told his ma that the hamster had escaped from its cage. No idea how
he explained the parachute.

I'm going to be giggling about this all day.

 

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Ironically he might not have needed it. Hamsters have a very low terminal
velocity die to the surface area/weight ratio. Could have given Hammy time
to run away if he hadn't been strapped to a parachute...

 

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Excellent.
Reminds me of a comical tale (urban legend most likely) told to me by an old
girlfriend. Two lads out hiking in Wales come across an a deep hole in the
ground. A very deep hole. Just how deep, they try to ascertain. They proceed
to lob into the hole, rocks and stones, listening for the sound of them
hitiing the bottom. No joy. "Must be very deep" says one. "We need something
heavier to chuck down the hole so we can hear it hit the bottom". They spy a
large lump of wood like an old railway sleeper and between them lob it into
the hole. As it goes into the hole they notice a piece of rope tied to it
also disappearing down the hole........followed by a goat dragged back up
the hill from where it was grazing happily. goat goes into hole with much
commotion. Lads leg it guiltily.
Like I said it is almost certainly a myth, but it had me chuckling for a
while.

JB

 

Why would one attach a rope to a railway sleeper?

 

Wasn't that on R1 confessions (with Mayo ?) back in the mists of time....

 

Oddly enough, I've just come across that same tale in a book I'm
reading "The Definitive Guide to Body Language". Makes a better joke
if it reads: "then a goat came running along, fast as his legs could
carry him, and jumped straight down into the hole. A few minutes later
a farmer comes along asking if they've seen his goat, "yes", they said
"it just ran along here at a great speed and jumped into this hole."
"Can't have been my goat then", says the farmer, "he was securely
chained to a railway sleeper."

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Authentic? I don't think so. It's just a joke, not even an urban
legend, AFAIC

True, true.
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IIRC, I first heard this joke on the Dave Allen show in the mid 70s,
and it's probably older than that.

 

To stop the goat attached to the other end fucking off ytc.

 

Wouldn't it just eat through the rope?

 

Not if the rope was reinforced with wire

 

Hurty gums.

 

I used to tie goats by a length of rope (polypropylene, iirc) to old
tyres to stop the fuckers leaping fences if they espied something more
tasty in the next field.

Didn't stop the stupid fucking things eating the Rhodedendrons, though.
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/well-done goat/

Definitely an urban miff. Started out as a joke.

With mohair whiskers.

 

In case someone steals it.

HTH

 

It is.

It was around when I was a lad. (We couldn't afford a goat though, 'appen.)

 

Would you chew Rope?

 

We've been waiting for you, too.

 

I'm sure Rope of this very parish will be along shortly for the answer!

 

It may or may not be true that my mate did or did not put his hamster
into his old remote controlled aeroplane, and take it for a spin.
Dives, rolls, everything.

Bad landing, plane nose dives and ploughs the ground up. We ran over,
open the canopy and there is Hammy, like a furry Douglas Bader albeit
with 4 legs more.

Remarkably tough these creatures. Unless you're a cat, in which case
they're a snack.