hahah! I grew up in the suburbs and a lady down the street from the old
house had a small herd of fainting pygmy goats in a small pasture next to
her house. On the way home from school when we were kids, we used to sneak
up on them through the creekbed and scare the shit out of them every day.
If you got em good, they'd jump straight up in the air and do a full
180 rollover. They'd drop flat on their backs when they hit the
ground. Other times they'd bolt and run like 10 yeards then just drop
over like someone flipped a switch. We used to laugh so hard we'd cry.
It was hilarious.
...007...Indiana Jones...The birds didn't faint...That remark is
a joke right? I'm going to assume so just so I don't have to
wish another person a slow death this week. Spring is coming and
I'm feeling festive... DON'T FUCK THIS UP FOR ME!!!
Banaan on Saturday 4th March 2006, 20:05:08 (#301060)
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It's called kataplexia btw, a form of narcolepsia.
It seems the same kind of enzyme/catalyst in the hypothalamus is used for
controlling emotions, and for controlling muscle metabolics. So when the
sheep get freaked out all of the sudden by the umbrella, there is not a
drop left for controlling muscles. They're not unconscious btw, merely
"paralyzed", with excellent reception of their senses.
Now, go post me some fried kittens or something.