Once a GOAT, always a GOAT....its an udder certainty that, eventually, when you find yourself on the horns of a dilemma? The Herd awaits....always. Albeit somewhat befuddled by copious amounts of strong black coffee & alfalfa cubes.
The Goat Father has hied off on a European walkabout, last we heard. Though he has been seen gamboling about Lion's Arch wearing a baggy loincloth, playing bad music on a dilapidated set of pan pipes mumbling something about Zamphir.
This Pix E Dust character? I'm suspicious of his motives. It is almost... like he is trying to take something away from the deadly seriousness of WvW. If this keeps up, I may have crawl (roll) off my branch and investigate. But first...a nap.
BBQ'd baby goat (Cabrito) is quite the tradition in Texas & northern Mexico. http://www.tmbbq.com/cabrito-in-south-texas/ Pretty darn tasty too...though tending a bit towards cannibalism for GOATmembers, I suppose.