In a past life, I was probably one of those medieval village witches who cut open goats and squinted at its entrails in order to see the future.
Completely useless but a novelty and entertaining.
Maybe that’s why I have a strong affinity for goats at petting zoos. Feeding them is my way of an apology.
Past life guilt xD
That’s hilarious!
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It is! You’re right!
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