Many years ago I was waiting for a bus, usual Saturday night out in town; beer, disco, curry (paid for when being ordered), I digress. Anyway back to the bus stop, it was not un-common for sheep to wander about the roads especially during the winter months and as ever sheep were licking salt of the roads, as traffic avoided them, well not all of the traffic.
A chap in a Morris Marina, you know the one painted in a rust coloured paint to hide the rust… in his hurry to over take the bus hit a sheep. The sheep was lying in the road, the front of the Marina was completely stoved in head lights pointing towards each other, crumpled body work, chrome bumper lying in the road.
The assembled crowd all gather around the front of the car to see how much damage had been done and to stare at the sheep. At which point the sheep started to move and then staggered to its feet, shook it self down at the same time the radiator gave out with a pop and clouds of steam. The sheep looked a bit perplexed and then preceded to walk of, with the driver of the car chasing the sheep shouting and kicking.
Yes sheep are stupid but they also have a keen sense of humour.
