They’re like fluffier hamsters. You breathe on them wrong and poof, they’re dead. It’s like every sheep is somehow genetically programmed to find the most creative way to end their own existence. And usually that of those around them.
Back in 2005, around 1500 of them jumped off a cliff in Turkey. 400 of them died.
They’re like fluffier hamsters. You breathe on them wrong and poof, they’re dead. It’s like every sheep is somehow genetically programmed to find the most creative way to end their own existence. And usually that of those around them.
Back in 2005, around 1500 of them jumped off a cliff in Turkey. 400 of them died.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/4665511.stm
400 cushioned the fall of the other 1100.
Logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.
I bet there was a run on ground lamb at the closest supermarket the next day.