What The Heck

On May 8th 2010 I had the honor of attending my Daughter's Graduation from U.K. Lexington Medical School. Living in middle Tennessee it puts me about 4.5 hrs south. I had to make the ride home in the dark down US127 South around Corbin Kentucky (Home of Col Sanders) I started to feel very light touches on my pants below the knees it seemed the Col was calling to me secret herbs, spices etc. Well I decided it might be a good time to stop so I started to pull up in the left lane and the things that had beenn touching my legs were now impacting the windshield followed by small explosions. Not you usual bug splat........I pulled even farther into the mailstrom only ti find I had been following a truck with give or take 20 freeking Goats.......Great Goat POO... I pulled off in Corbin to find my pants from the knee's down in my booth laces and covering the whole front of the bike.........at 75 goat poo is odorless.....at a standstill Its NOT ODORLESS....Watch for Goat trailers it smells very baaaaad

Look at the bright side, could of been a cattle truck! Thanks for the story and laugh.

That is just Chitty. How is that chit on your wax job?