LOL. My mother told me it tasted really ugly. Had a miserable life because it was all aggressive and full of rage. Poor creature. It was my brother's fault. He made fun of torturing and provoking the animal and it got all freaked out. He did the same with the billy goat which than ever after was chasing my siblings on their way to school in the morning. One day it hit my second oldest brother into his butt real bad.

I can tell you stories, man!

edit: sorry for not voting. must recover first.