O'rilley walks into the bar, orders a beer, starts venting to the maid. He's really frustrated. He said, you know, my neighbors house flooded so I went and helped them repair the floors and what not-they don't call me a good neighbor, then the church burnt down so I helped build back the church-they don't call me the church builder, then the bridge was flooded out so I helped the guys repair the bridge-they don't call me the bridge builder. But you go and fuck one little goat.