There are limits.

What's the phrase? The limit of strength is the threshold of pain.

My brain wandered for a moment to lesbian bestiality, and then ran screaming. Right out of the building, actually.

SO tempted to COMM this out of context, but that would be dirty pool.

Or roofies.

Wouldn't it be hoofies in this case?

They'd have to lift their back end off the ground quite a bit to get a guy's head in range of their hooves.

You're the guy who's never been kicked in the nuts, right? What about the shin? Thigh? Stomped on the foot with something hard?

I mean, shearing is a one-person job, I think.

That's because nobody in NZ is going to shear their sheep with anyone else.

You're the guy who's never been kicked in the nuts, right?

Yep.

What about the shin? Thigh? Stomped on the foot with something hard?

OK, those would suck, and might be enough to discourage inappropriate use of sheep.

But I have had a cow step on my foot. Twice. (Different cows.)

That's because nobody in NZ is going to shear their sheep with anyone else.

Dude, ewe've crossed the line with that one.

There's nothing worse than bestiality, except bestiality puns.

I believe there is a movement to make bestiality illegal in WA, but currrently it is not. After all, the rules tend to be against the things that are happening (or that people think are happening). Anyway, they are looking for things they can prosecute.

I suspect trying to make the argument that the stallion was misled into mounting a man under false pretenses, or whatever, might be difficult.

All this time, I've been thinking "at least this is better than yesterday's worst-pain rundowns," but if you're going to start punning, I'll have to reevaluate.

In a desperate attempt to turn the conversation away from its current squickfest, I must report that Nutty's mention of MacGyver reminds me that I heard the word "foamy" on the radio last Sunday. Used properly and everything.

A radio host on Air America was interviewing the co-anchor of some TV talk/politics/screamy show or other; she was named Rachel or Raquel or something of the sort, and was pretty and smart and lively and the radio host was obviously quite taken with her. He teased her about the coffee she was gulping down and asked if it was okay for him to call her Latte. She said that'd be lovely, she'd never had a real nickname before and she rather liked the sound of it. And he said, with a perfectly Buffista inflection to his voice:

It just suits you. You're so foamy.

I got so excited I squeed and called Hec to babble about it; he made me promise to tell erinaceous, and then I promptly forgot until now.

Is this enough to get erinaceous to bookify the word, or do we need at least one additional independent usage?

There's nothing worse than bestiality, except bestiality puns.

Dude, don't let them cow you.